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POLIKOUCHKA. 


I. 

‘‘ Just as you please, madame/^ said the steward; “ but 
it is very hard on the Doutloffs, who are all hard-working, 
steady fellows; and if a dvorovi^ is not given up as a sub- 
stitute, one of them will certainly be marched off in the 
conscription. That is what every one is saying already. 
However, just as you please.'’^ 

As he finished speaking, the steward changed his posi- 
tion; and laying his right hand over the left, he held them 
crossways against his chest, while he bent his head some- 
what on one side, sucked in his lips, drooped his eyes and as- 
sumed the expression of a man who had manifestly made up 
his mind to say not another word for the time being, but 
to listen patiently to the flow of platitudes with which the 
barina\ was going to answer him. 

The steward was a dvorovi by birth. He was clean- 
shaven, and wore a long frock-coat that had a distinctly 
official look about its cut. He was standing before the 
barina that autumn evening to make his usual report. 

From the barina^s point of view, this formality was an 
audience granted for the purpose of hearing an account of 
the progress of the work already in hand, and of giving her 
orders for the future. The steward, Egor Mikhailovitch, 

* Dvorovi, a serf attached to a household, 
f Barina, the feminine of barine, lord, 


6 


POLIKOUCHKA. 


on the other hand, saw in it nothing but a mere matter of 
form, during which it was his duty to remain standing re- 
spectfully in a corner of the room, with his face turned 
toward his mistresses divan, to pour out a perpetual flow of 
words, and to try to obtain the barina^s assent to every- 
thing that he proposed to her. 

That evening the conscription was engaging their atten- 
tion. The estate had to supply three men. Of these three 
two had been chosen without any hesitation. Circum- 
stances, and their position as regarded family ties, pointed 
to them at once, and, in their case, there was not the 
slightest doubt or diflSculty. The the barina, and 

public opinion were all quite as one on that point. It was 
the question as to who the third one should be that was 
now being discussed between the barina and the steward. 
The latter was unwilling that any one of the Doutloffs 
should be taken, and would have preferred seeing a certain 
dvorovi, called Polikouchka, the head of a family, chosen 
instead. This latter was a good-for-nothing fellow, who 
bore a bad character, having on three several occasions 
been detected stealing sacks and harness and hay. The 
barina, however, made pets of his ragged children, and 
tried to reform their father by well-meant exhortations, 
and she seemed altogether disinclined to hand him over to 
the conscription. At the same time she felt no ill-will of 
any sort against the Doutloffs, with whom she was quite 
unacquainted, and whom she had never seen. Besides, she 
could not understand, and the steward did not dare to 
clearly explain the matter to her, why, failing Polikouchka, 
it was necessary that the third conscript should be one of 
the Doutlofls. 

“ I^m sure I should be very sorry to wrong these Dout- 
lofls in any way,^^ she said, earnestly. 

“In that case,^^ the steward might have replied, “you 

* Mir, the council of the heads of the families of a rural locality. 


POLIKOUCHKA. 


7 


have only to provide three hundred roubles with which one 
can procure a substitute. ^ ’ However, he was too wily to 
say that. 

He now assumed a more comfortable and easy attitude, 
and he even leaned slightly against the wall, though his 
face still preserved its expression of respectful submission. 
He watched the lips of the barina as they opened and 
closed, and the shadow of her cap trimmings, as it moved 
up and down on the wall beneath one of the pictures. He 
did not consider it at all necessary, however, to listen to 
what the barina was saying; he was of opinion that she 
talked too much and too long. He was beginning to feel a 
painful longing to sneeze; however, he adroitly turned the 
approaching sternutation into a cough by putting his hand 
up to his mouth and exclaiming Hem! hem!^^ 

I remember once seeing Lord Palmerston sitting quietly 
with his hat on his head while a member of the Opposition 
was thundering against the Government. Suddenly he 
sprung from his seat, and, in a speech that lasted for three 
hours, he replied to every charge that his opponent had 
brought against him. I saw this without any feeling of 
surprise, for scores of times I had seen something of the 
same kind happen at the interviews between Egor Mikhail- 
ovitch and the barina. 

The former was beginning to think that his mistresses 
flow of chatter would really never come to an end, and per- 
haps he also felt afraid of dropping off to sleep, for he now 
changed his position, and supported the weight of his body 
on his right foot instead of the left. Then he began to 
speak, commencing with his habitual formula. 

‘‘Just as you please, madame, only — only the mir has 
now met together in my ofiice, and some determination 
must be come to. In the ofiBcial instructions it is ordeied 
that the recruits are to assemble in the town before the 
feast of Pokrov, and the peasants are all unanimous in Ax- 
ing upon the Doutloffs; there is no suggestion, indeed, of 


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POLIKOUCHKA. 


any one else. Your interests weigh but little with the mir> 
and the probable ruin of the Doutloffs weighs but little 
with it either. I know very well what trouble the family 
has gone through. Ever since I have kept the books, they 
have been in a poverty-stricken condition. And now the 
others want to complete the ruin of the old man, whose 
only support is his youngest nephew. I am sure, madame, 
that you will graciously deign to acknowledge that your in- 
terests are very dear to me, and I must say that all this is 
a great pity; but of course it must be as you please. The 
Doutloffs are nothing to’ me, the old man isn^’t my father- 
in-law, the younger ones are not my brothers, and I have 
never received anything from them— 

‘‘Indeed, Egor,^^ interrupted the barina, “no such 
thought as that ever occurred to me.-^^ 

The suspicion, however, now flashed through her mind 
that the steward had been bribed by the Doutloffs. 

“ They are the worthiest family in all Pokrovski, he 
resumed. “ They are God-fearing men and hard-working 
moujiks. For thirty years the old man has been a starotes* 
of the church. He never drinks wine, never swears, and 
he goes to church regularly. (The steward knew very well 
what arguments would tell with the barina.) “ This, how- 
ever, is the chief point which I have the honor to submit to 
you. He has only two sons; the others are merely his 
nephews. It is upon these that the mir has its eyes. In 
fairness, however, they ought to make all the dvoin%ki\ 
draw lots. Consider how many troinihi have separated 
from one another! And they have behaved very wisely, 
indeed, seeing that the Doutlofls, who have kept together, 
now have to sufler for their good behavior. 

* Elder. 

f JDvdiniM, trdiniM, literally, doubles, tnples. In families where 
there are two or three sons, these sons are called d'ooiniki and trdiniki 
respectively. In the first case each brother is a dwinik, and in the 
second a irdinik. 


POLIKOUCHKA. 9 

The barina had ceased to pay any attention to what the 
steward was sayings and the phrases “draw lots'’^ and 
“ good behavior fell upon her ears as mere sounds, the 
meaning of which she did not trouble to consider. She 
was gazing at the nankeen buttons on the steward^’s frock- 
coat. The upper ones looked as though they were seldom 
fastened, for they were still quite firmly fixed in their 
places, while the middle button, which seemed to be well 
worked, was hanging quite loose. A needle and thread 
had been wanted there for a long time past. 

Every one knows that in a conversation, and especially 
in a conversation on business, there is no need to catch 
every word that is said to one so long as one does not lose 
sight of what one wants to say one’s self. It was thus with 
the barina., 

“ Why won’t you understand, Egor Mikhailovitch,” she 
said, “ that I have not the shghtest desire that the Dout- 
loffs should be selected? You ought surely to, know by 
this time, I think, that I am always ready to do my best to 
assist my peasants, and that I wish none of them any 
harm. You know that I am ready to sacrifice everything 
to obviate this sad necessity, and to save both Doutlofi and 
Polikouchka from having to go away. ” 

I don’t know whether it occurred to her that, in order to 
obviate this sad necessity, there was no need to sacrifice 
everything, but merely to expend three hundred roubles. 
Very little reflection, however, would certainly have brought 
this to her mind. 

“ I have only got this to tell you,” she added, “ that I 
will not send Polikey* adrift in the world without any 
good reason at all. After that matter of the time-piece, 
when he cried as he confessed his fault to me, and swore 
that he would reform, I had a long talk with him, and I 


* The diminutive of Polikouchka. 


10 


POLIKOUCHKA. 


could see that he was really moved and that his repentance 
was sincere — 

Now she^s off again said EgOr Mikhailovitch to him- 
self, and then he began to examine something which the 
barina had dropped into her glass of water. Is it orange 
or lemon?^' he wondered; I^m sure it^s something sour, 
“It is now seven months since that occurred/^ the 
barina continued, “ and he has conducted himself very 
well, and has not once got drunk. His wife tells me that 
he has become an altogether different man. How can you 
possibly wish me to punish him, now that he has repented 
and reformed? And then, again, would it not be barba- 
rous to send away a man who has five children and nothing 
but his hands to support them with? No, indeed, you 
must not even suggest such a thing, Egor.^^ 

The barina now swallowed a draught of water. 

Egor Mikhailovitch watched the passage of the water 
down her throat. Then in short, dry tones he said : 

“ Then you mean that Doutloff shall go?^^ 

The barina now clasped her hands together with a hope- 
less expression. 

“ How you will persist in misunderstanding me! Have 
I any grudge against the Doutloffs, or is there any reason 
why I should wish them harm? God is my witness that I 
am ready to do anything I can for them — 

As she spoke, she bent her eyes toward the picture in the 
corner; but then she recollected that that was not God. It 
was a strange thing that the thought of those three hun- 
dred roubles never seemed to occur to her. 

“ What ought I to do?'^ she continued. “ I canT tell 
what would be the best thing to do, and how it might best 
be done. I leave the matter in your hands. You know 
what my wishes are, and you must make some arrange- 
ment, conformably with justice, that will satisfy every one. 
What can one do, you know? It isnT only to the Doutloffs 
that such things happen. No one escapes trouble. How- 


POLIKOUCHKA. 


11 


ever, I can not allow Polikey to go. You must surely see 
that ifc would be monstrous of me to permit such a thing. 

Now that she was fairly launched again, she would have 
talked on for a long time, hut just at this moment her 
maid came into the room. 

“ Well, what is it, Douniasha?^’ she asked. 

A moujik has come to ask Egor Mikhailovitch how 
much longer the skhodha* is to go on waiting,'^ replied 
Douniasha, casting an angry glance at Egor Mikhailovitch. 

“ What does this steward do to the harina?^^ she thought 
to herself. ‘‘ He has quite upset her, and I can see very 
well that she wonH let me get to sleep before two o^clock 
in the morning. 

You had better go now, Egor, and do the best you 
can,'’^ said the barina. 

Your orders shall be obeyed, he replied, not making 
any further reference to the Doutloffs. ‘‘ And whom do 
you direct to be sent to fetch the money from the gar- 
dener 

“ Hasn^t Petrushka come back from the town yet?^^ 

No, not yet.^^ 

‘‘ There is Nikolai, then; canT he go?^^ 

“ My father is ill,^^ remarked Douniasha. 

‘‘Would you like me to go there, myself, to-morrow?^' 
asked the steward. 

“ No, you will be wanted here, Egor.^^ 

The barina seemed to be thinking. 

“ What does the money amount to?^^ she asked. 

“ Fourteen hundred and sixty-two roubles.^' 

“ Then send Polikey for it,^^ said the barina, looking at 
Egor Mikhailovitch with an air of decision. 

The latter, without unclosing his teeth, moved his bps as 
though he were going to smile; however, the expression of 
his face remained unmoved. 


* The assembly of the mir. 


12 


POLIKOUCHKA. 


“ Your orders shall be obeyed/" be replied. 

Send bim to me bere/" said bis mistress. 

Your orders shall be obeyed^"" he repeated; and then 
be went off in the direction of bis office; - 


II. 

As Polikey was a poor fellow in an humble and mean con- 
dition of life^ and belonged rather to another village than 
that one, he received but little support either from the but- 
ler, or the steward, or the maid. The but in which he 
lived was of the scantiest proportions, though seven human 
beings had their home in it; namely, Polikey himself, his 
wife, and his five children. 

The late barine had arranged the huts in the following 
manner: 

In a stone building eight yards wide, there was fixed a 
great Russian stove. Round this there was a collidor, as 
the dvorovi called it, upon which opened the huts, which 
were merely separated from each other by partitions. 
There was consequently no superfluity of room, especially 
in Polikey^s hut, which was the last one, and next to the 
door. 

It contained the conjugal bed, with its stained counter- 
pane and cotton pillows; a cradle with a baby in it; a 
three-legged table, upon which the meals were prepared 
for cooking, the clothes washed, and the domestic utensils 
kept. Polikey, moreover, used the room for his work as a 
horse and cattle doctor. Besides its seven human occu- 
pants, the hut contained a calf and some fowls, with a lit- 
ter of httle barrels and clothes, and there would have been 
really no room to turn round in if the fourth side had not 
been represented by the stove, upon which the denizens of 
the hut could stow both themselves and their property, and 
if, on the opposite side, they had not been able to go out 


POLIKOUCHKA. 


IB 


on to the steps. This was not the most comfortable thing 
to do, for it is very cold in October, and the whole seven of 
them possessed only a single toidoup.^ But the children 
could warm themselves by running about and the adults by 
working, and both the one and the other by mounting on 
to the stove, which gave out a heat of some 100® Fahren- 
heit. It seems a tOrrible thing to have to live under these 
conditions, but such they were. 

Akoulina, PoHkouchka’s wife, wove and bleached linen, 
washed and mended the clothes, kept the hut clean, did 
the cooking at the common stove, and disputed to her 
hearths content with her neighbors. 

The family^s monthly wages sufficed not only to support 
the children but to provide food for their cow also. They 
had provisions in plenty, they could get hay and fodder 
from the stables, and they had a patch of vegetable garden. 
Their cow had lately presented them with a calf, and they 
also had some fowls. 

Pohkey, who was attached to the stables, had two colts 
under his charge; he bled the cattle and horses, kept their 
hoofs and shoes in proper order, and at times administered 
physic of his own preparation. For these services he was 
paid partly in money and partly in produce. He received 
every month, as part of his pay, a certain quantity of corn, 
and, in exchange for two measures of this corn, a little 
moujik in the village regularly gave him twenty pounds of 
mutton. 

They might have lived comfortably enough if there had 
not been a certain source of trouble to the family. In his 
youth Polikey had been employed in some stables, the head- 
groom of which, universally notorious as a terrible thief, 
had been eventually transported. It was with this scamp 
that Polikey had served his apprenticeship, and he had ac- 
quired such a habit of committing similar “ peccadilloes 


* A sheep-skin rug. 


14 


POLIKOUCHKA. ' 


that, in spite of all his efforts, he could not cure himself 
of it. 

He was still young, and was of a weak nature. His 
father and mother were dead, and there' was no one to cor- 
rect and restrain him. He was fond of hi&. glass, and 
everything proved fish that came into his net. T^ether it 
was a lock or a saddle, or a coil of rope, an iron bolt or 
something more valuable, it mattered little; Polikey con- 
sidered everything useful, for he had never any difficulty in 
finding people who were willing to take the most miscel- 
laneous articles in exchange for wine or money. 

There is no simpler way than this of adding to one ^s 
store. It requires no learning and involves no work, and 
he who has once tried it is unwilling to relinquish it for any 
other pursuit. There is, however, just this drawback. 
You get, indeed, what you want on very easy terms and 
with scarcely any trouble, but then some fine day unsym- 
pathetic folk peremptorily compel you to pay off-hand for 
all that you have enjoyed, and life loses its pleasures. 

That is what happened to Polikey. 

He had married, and God had granted him happiness. 
His wife, the daughter of the superintendent of the cattle, 
was a strong, willing, and energetic woman, and she pre- 
sented her husband with children that were finer and hand- 
somer than their neighbors\ Polikey, however, still clung 
to his “ trade. 

Ever3rthing went weU for a time, but at last it unfortu- 
nately happened that he was detected in the very act. To 
make matters more annoying it was such a very trifling 
act, a mere nothing! He had simply hidden a pair of 
leather reins, a pair of moujik^s reins! He was seized, 
however, thrashed, and ihen denounced to the barina; and 
a strict watch was kept upon him for the future. A sec- 
ond, and again a third time, he was caught pilfering, and 
then people began to abuse him, the steward threatened 
him with the conscription, the barina lectured him, and his 


POLIKOUCHKA. 


15 


wife wept; there was a general disturbance over the mat- 
ter, in fact. 

He was really a good-hearted fellow, but he had no 
energy, and he was too fond of his glass. At times, when 
he came home intoxicated, his wife scolded him, and even 
thrashed him; and when she did this, he merely began to 
cry and bemoan his conduct. 

“ Miserable wretch that I am. May my eyes fall out if 
ever I do so again he would say. 

Then a month would pass by, and once more he would 
leave the house and commence another drinking bout, re- 
maining away from home, in a state of intoxication, for a 
couple of days. 

‘‘ He must have been thieving again, said the villagers, 
“ to get the money to pay for the drink. 

The latest matter in which he had been detected was the 
theft of a time-piece. It was an old one that had not gone 
for a long time, and it had hung on the wall of the stew- 
ard's office. Polikey had, one day, found himself alone in 
the office, and, as the time-piece had attracted his fancy, he 
had walked off with it and sold it in the town. 

Most unfortunately for him it happened that the dealer 
to whom he sold it was a relation of one of the female 
dvorovi, and when he came to the village festival, he hap- 
pened to mention the time-piece. A strict inquiry was in- 
stituted, as though the matter were one of the greatest 
importance; and, thanks to the exertions of the steward, 
who was no friend of Polikey^s, the truth was discovered, 
and a report of the affair was presented to the barina. 

She sent for Polikey, who immediately threw himself at 
her feet, and with a show of the deepest emotion and con- 
trition, made a full confession, in obedience to his wife^s 
instructions. He did just as he had been told to do, and 
the barina lectured him and argued with him, spoke to him 
at great length about God, virtue, a future hfe, his wife 
and children, etc., and ended by wringing tears from his 


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POLIKOUCHKA. 


eyes. I will forgive you/^ she said to him in conclusion, 
‘‘ but promise me that nothing of this kind shall ever hap- 
pen again. ’’ 

Never as long as I hve will I do such a thing again 
replied Polikey, while the hot tears streamed from his eyes. 
“ May the earth swallow me up, and may my belly split 
open if I do!^^ 

Then he went back to his hut, where he lay for the whole 
day stretched out upon the stove, crying like a calf. 

Since then, there had been nothing to reproach him 
with. His life, however, had become a sad one; the peo- 
ple continued to look upon him as a thief, and, when the 
season for levying recruits came round, every one spoke of 
him as a proper person to be sent off. 

Pohkey, as we have already said, was a horse and cattle 
doctor. How he had all at once developed into one, no 
one knew, himself least of all. 

While employed in the stables under the groom, who was 
afterward transported, his only work had been to clear 
away the litter, though sometimes he had combed the 
horses and brought them their water. He certainly could 
have learned nothing there. 

After that he had turned weaver; then for a time he had 
worked in gardens, weeding and raking the paths; then, as 
a punishment for his awkwardness, he had to take to 
breaking stones, and subsequently he had obtained a situa- 
tion as dvornih^ in a trader^s house. In none of these 
occupations, however, could he have learned his profession. 

Nevertheless he had latterly, since he had come to live in 
his own hut, gradually acquired a reputation for extraordi- 
nary cleverness, bordering even on the supernatural, in the 
veterinary art. After letting blood once or twice, he would 
turn a horse over on its side and do something or other to 
its thigh; then he would fasten it down and cut its hams 


* Hall-porter. 


POLIKOUCHKA. 


17 


till the blood flowed freely, in spite of all the poor animahs 
kicks and neighings; asserting that these demonstrations 
were only the horse^s way of saying ‘‘ Let the blood out 
above my hoofs. • Then he would proceed to explain to 
the moujiks the absolute necessity of drawing the blood 
from the veins in . order to bring about a lighter condition 
of the body, and, in pursuance of this theory, he would 
begin to hack at the horse with a jagged lancet. He next 
knotted his wife^s shawl round the animaTs belly, and then 
burned all its wounds with lunar caustic, or moistened 
them with the ^contents of a flask, and sometimes he made 
the horse swallow any mixture which he might happen to 
think of. As a matter of course, the more horses he killed 
the more the people brought to him, and the more they be- 
lieved in him. 

I am not sure, my friends, that we are at all entitled to 
snoir at Polikey and his methods. Are not the means 
which he employed to inspire confidence in his skill just 
the same as those which have influenced our fathers and 
ourselves, and which will, in due course, influence our chil- 
dren? When the moujik, who had injured his only horse, 
which composed not merely his sole wealth but also formed 
part of his family, gazed upon Pohkey^s singularly frown- 
ing face, with eyes full of mingled fear and confidence; 
when he gazed at the horse-doctor’s slender arms and 
tumed-up sleeves, and watched him press the wounded 
place and confidently slash the living flesh with the idea of 
making ‘‘ something come out of it;” when the doctor as- 
sumed an air of infallible knowledge as to where was 
healthy blood and where unhealthy matter, and as to the 
locality of this vein and the locality of that; when the 
moujik saw him holding between his teeth a vial of lunar •• 
caustic or a curative compress, how should it ever have oc- 
curred to the honest fellow to imagine even that Polikey 
was raising his hand at hazard and cutting at random? He 
himself would never have dared to operate in that way. 


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POLIKOUCHKA. 


but^ once the operation was over he would never have 
thought of reproaching himself for having allowed it to be 
performed. 

I don^t know why you and reader, submit to just the ' 
same sort of conduct in a surgeon who, at our own request, 
tortures beings who are dear to us. The jagged lancet and 
the magic vial of lunar caustic, the mystic words “ Tchilt- 
chak,’^ Potchechoui,^^* the expressions ‘‘ letting out the 
blood, “ unhealthy matter,^' and so on, are they not the 
same sort of things as those other words, ‘‘ nerves, rheu- 
matism,^^ and “ organism?” 

Wage du zu irren und zu traumen,” says Schiller, and 
we may apply the line to surgeons, both those of men and 
animals, equally as well as to poets. 


That evening, just at the time when the mir, which had 
assembled for the purpose of choosing the recruits, was 
making a noisy commotion in front of the office, in the 
cold darkness of the October night, Polikey was sitting at 
a table by the foot of his bed, engaged in compounding at 
random some preparation of drugs, with the aid of a bottle, 
which he used as a pestle. He was mixing together some 
corrosive sublimate, Epsom salts, sulphur, and a certain 
herb which he had gathered as a specific against pleurisy, 
and which he considered equally efficacious against all other 
equine diseases. 

The children were already in bed; two of them on the 
stove, two others in the bed proper, and one in the cradte, 
, near which Akoulina was sitting at her spinning-wheel. 
A candle-end, which Pohkey had picked up somewhere and 
had brought home and stuck into a wooden candlestick, 


* Words without any meaning. 


POLIKOUCHKA. 


19 


was burning on the window-ledge, and every now and then 
Akoulina got up from her seat to snuff the wick, so that 
her husband might not be hindered in the important opera- 
tion upon which he was engaged. 

There were a few bold, skeptical persons who looked 
upon Polikey as quite ignorant of the art which he pro- 
fessed and as a mere nobody; but the greater number con- 
sidered him to be a man of disreputable character certain- 
ly, but still a very clever practitioner in his special art. In 
Akoulina^s eyes, her husband, although she often abused 
him and sometimes even struck him, was the most skillful 
veterinary surgeon and chief personage in the world. 

Polikey threw a handful of something or other into the 
preparation he was compounding. (He never made use of 
scales, and he spoke with contemptuous irony of the Ger- 
mans who do use them. They are all very well for 
druggists, he said.) He had poised and weighed his last 
ingredient in his hand, and, as the quantity seemed to him 
to be insufficient, he added ten times as much again. 

‘‘ I will put it all in; it will make it more effective,” he 
said, speaking to himself; whereupon Akoulina, hearing 
the voice of her lord and master, turned sharply round, ex- 
pecting to receive some order; but, seeing that it was not 
to her that he had spoken, she murmured with an expres- 
sion of admiration: 

“ How clever he is! Where can he have learned it all?” 

Then she applied herself to her spinning-wheel again. 

The paper in which the ingredient had been wrapped had 
fallen under the table. Akoulina caught sight of it lying 
there. 

“ Anioutka,” she cried, “ see what your father has 
dropped; go and pick it up.” 

Anioutka slipped her little naked feet from beneath the 
cloak which lay over her, glided under the table like a kit- 
ten and picked up the piece of paper. 


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POLIKOUCHKA. 


Here it iS;, daddy/ ^ she said, and then she slipped back 
into bed again with her feet chilled by the cold. 

What are you shoving me for?^^ growled her younger 
sister, in a drowsy voice. 

Hush!^^ whispered the mother. 

Then the two heads disappeared again beneath the cloak. 

“ He will pay me three roubles for it,^^ said Polikey, as 
he corked the bottle. And it is a good bargain for him, 
for it will cure his horse, and there is no one else that could 
prepare such another drug to save liis life. Akoulina, go 
and ask Nikita for a little tobacco; I will pay him back to- 
morrow. 

Polikey then drew from his pocket a pipe of painted 
lime-wood and knocked it against the stove. 

Akoulina got up from her spinning-wheel and went out 
without coming into collision with anything, which was by 
no means an easy thing to do. Pohkey now opened the 
cupboard and placed his bottle of physic inside it. Then 
he took up another bottle which he lifted to his lips. It 
was empty; not a drop of vodha^ was left! He made a 
grimace expressive of disappointment; but when liis wife 
came back with some tobacco, he filled his pipe and began 
to smoke as he sat on the bed. His face brightened up 
with a gleam that refiected the contentment and satisfac- 
tion of a man who has just finished his day^’s work. He 
was probably thinking how he would seize some horse^s 
tongue on the following day, while he poured his wonder- 
working mixture down its throat; or perhaps he was re- 
fiecting that nothing is refused to a man whom one needs, 
and that this was the reason why Nikita had so readily sent 
him the tobacco. At any rate, his thoughts seemed pleas- 
ant ones, whatever they were. 

The door, which was hung on a single hmge, now sud- 
denly opened, and a maid from the great house, the third 


Brandy. 


POLIKOUCHKA. 

one, a little girl who was employed to run errands, entered 
the hut. 

Aksioutka, for so the girl was called, always flew along 
like a cannon-ball, and when she was engaged in perform- 
ing any errands, her arms, instead of being bent, swung, 
as she rushed along, like a couple of pendulums, but in 
front of her and not at her side. Her cheeks were always 
redder even than her red dress, and her tongue was as 
active as her feet. 

She rushed into the room, and, supporting herself 
against the stove, she balanced herself on her feet in a way 
I can not explain. She then immediately burst out with 
the following words, without stopping to take breath, and 
as though she were doing her best not to say more than 
two or three words at the same tinie: 

‘VThe barina orders Polikey Iliitch to come at once to 
the great house; she has ordered — she was here obliged 
to stop for breath, for her lungs were quite exhausted. 
‘‘ Egor Mikhailovitch has been with the barina. There 
has been some talk about the recruits, and Polikey Iliitch 
has been mentioned. The barina Avdotia Mikhailovna 
orders him to come to her immediately. Avdotia Mikhail- 
ovna orders him — (here she panted for breath again) — 
‘‘ to come to her at once.’’^ 

Aksioutka glanced for half a second at Polikey, and at 
Akoulina and the children, who had poked their heads out 
from under the cloak, then, picking up the husk of a wal- 
nut that was lying on the stove, she threw it at Anioutka, 
and, after having again repeated, ‘‘You must come at 
once,^-’ she whirled herseK out of the room, and her pen- 
dulums began to oscillate with their customary energy. 

Akoulina now rose from her seat again, and gave her 
husband his torn and worn military boots. Then she took 
up the caftan that was lying on the stove, and handed it to 
him without looking at him. 

‘‘ Would you like a clean shirt, Polikey 


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POLIKOUCHKA. 


“ No/’ he replied. 

During the whole of the time that Polikey was dressing 
himself, Akoulina never once raised her eyes to him. 
Polikey '’s face had become pale, his lower jar was trem- 
bling, and his eyes wore that expression of combined 
mournfulness and resignation which is peculiar to kind- 
hearted but weak and guilty creatures. As he was going 
off, after combing his hair, his wife stopped him, righted 
the bit of shirt which appeared outside his caftan, and 
placed his cap on his head. 

“ Halloo, Polikey Iliitch!^^ now cried the carpenter^s wife 
from the other side of the partition, ‘‘ has the barina sent 
for you?^^ 

The carpenter^s wife had had a quarrel that morning 
with Akoulina about a pot of bleaching liquid which Poli- 
key^’s children had upset, and at the present moment it 
pleased her to see Polikey sent for by the barina; for she 
considered that he could not he wanted for anything very 
agreeable. She was a wily woman, at once scheming and 
sharp-tongued, and no one could wound anybody by a word 
more deeply than she could. At any rate, that was her own 
opinion of her powers. 

“ Ho doubt they want to send you to the town to get 
something, she continued. “ They want a safe, sure 
man, I dare say, and so, of course, they choose you. Buy 
me a quarter of a pound of tea while you^re there, Polikey 
Hiitch.^^ 

Akoulina restrained her tears; her lips were twisted in a 
thrill of hate. J ust then she would have reveled in tearing 
out the hair of that carpenter’s detestable wife by hand- 
fuls. However, her glance now fell upon her children, and 
the painful thought occurred to her that they would per- 
haps soon be orphans, and that she herself would be a 
soldier’s widow. Then, quite forgetful of the carpenter’s 
hateful wife, she covered her face with her hands, and, let- 


POLIKOUCHKA. 


23 

ting herself fall on to the bed, she buried her head in the 
pillow. 

‘‘ Oh, mammy dear, yon are smothering me!’^ mur- 
mured the little girl, drawing the counterpane back from 
beneath her mother^ s elbows. 

‘‘ Oh, I could almost wish to see you all dead! I have 
brought you into the world for your own unhappiness I"* ^ cried 
Akoulina. AUd she then began to sob loudly, to the great 
joy of the carpenter^s wife, who still felt spiteful toward 
her on account of their quarrel in the morning over the pot 
of bleaching liquid. 


IV. 

Half an hour passed away; then the baby began to cry. 
Akoulina got up and fed it. She had given over sobbing 
now; but, as she supported her thin and still pretty face 
with her elbow, and fixed her eyes on the quickly diminish- 
ing candle-end, she asked herself why she had ever got 
married, and why so many soldiers should be necessary; 
and she cudgeled her brains to hit upon some scheme for 
taking vengeance on the carpenter^s wife. 

Presently she caught the sound of her husband’s steps. 
She wiped away her tears, and got up to allow him room 
to pass. Polikey entered the room with a haughty expres- 
sion, and, throwing his cap down on the bed, he seated 
himself in an easy position. 

“ Well, what did they want you for?” she asked. 

‘‘Hum! What for? Is it that you want to know? 
Polikey may indeed be the lowest of the low, but let a mat- 
ter of importance arise;, and then who is it that they apply 
to? It is to Polikouchka, of course.” 

“ What is the matter?” 

Polikey made no haste to reply. He lighted his pipe 
and spat. 


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POLIKOUCHKA. 


She has ordered me to go to the town and get some 
money/ ^ he said, at last. 

To get some money?^^ exclaimed Akoulina. Polikey 
smiled as he nodded his head. 

She spoke so nicely. ‘ You have the reputation/ she 
said, ‘ of being an untrustworthy man, but I have more 
confidence in you than in many others.^ Polikey spoke 
very loudly, so that liis neighbors might hear what he was 
saying. ‘ You have promised me,^ she said,^-’ he con- 
tinued, “ ‘ that you will reform, and I am now going to 
give you the first proof of the confidence I place in you. 
Go to the town and fetch the money. ^ Then I replied: 
‘ We are all your slaves, madame, and it is our duty to 
serve you as it is to serve God. I feel that I am ready to 
do anything in your service. I shall not refuse to perform 
any task that you may lay upon me. Whatever you order 
me to do, that will I execute, for I am your slave. 

Polikey here smiled again, with that smile of his so ex- 
pressive of kindliness, weakness, and guilt. 

“ Then,^^ he continued, “she said, ‘Mind you acquit 
yourself creditably of your mission. Do you understand 
that your future lot depends upon it?^ ‘ How can I fail to 
understand it?^ I replied. ‘ If people have spoken ill of 
me to you, it is only because no one is safe from calumny. 
I, indeed, have never dared to think even of doing any- 
thing against your interests. ■’ In a word, I spoke so well 
that the barina became as soft as wax. ‘ You shall be my 
head servant,^ she said.^^ 

He paused for a moment, and again that same smile 
played over his face. 

“ I know very well how to talk to them,^^ he continued. 
“ When I used to pay tithes, a dispute occasionally arose 
between me and the tithe-owner, but I only had to talk to 
him for a moment or two, and I quickly coaxed him into 
being as soft and pliable as silk. 

“ Is it much money?'" Akoulina asked, abruptly. 


POLIKOUCHKA. 


25 


Fifteen hundred roubles/^ answered Polikey. care- 
lessly. 

His wife nodded her head. 

And when are you to go?” 

She told me to go to-morrow. ‘ Take whichever horse 
you like/ she said, ‘ call at the office, and then go quietly 
away.'’ 

“God be praised!^'’ cried Akoulina, rising and making 
the sign of the cross. “ May God assist you, Polikey,^^ she 
added, in a low voice, so that she might not be heard on 
the other side of the partition; and as she spoke she caught 
hold of the sleeve of her husband^ s shirt. “ Listen to me, 
Polikey,^'’ she continued; “I beg and beseech of you, by 
our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ, to swear to me that 
when you go for this money you wonT take a single drop 
of drink. 

“ Am I likely ‘to drink with so much money in my 
care?^-’ he replied, rapidly. “ There was some one there 
playing quite wonderfully on the piano, he continued, 
with a smile. “ It was one of the larichyiias,^ I dare say. 
I stood quite motionless in front of the barina, and the 
barichnia played all the time. Oh, how enchanting and 
delightful it was! I only wish I could play like that! I 
should have succeeded in doing so — I should certainly have 
succeeded — Ah! I understand all about those matters. 
But get me a clean shirt ready for to-morrow. 

Then they both went to bed with very joyful hearts. 


V. 

The members of the skhodka were holding a noisy dis- 
cussion in front of the, door of the office. It was no tri- 
fling matter that was engaging their attention. Nearly all 
the moujiks were there. While Egor Mikhailovitch was 


* Barichnia, the daughter of a barina. 


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POLIKOUCHKA. 


conferring with the harina, the men kept their heads 
covered, and their voices grew louder and more numerous. 
A continuous clamor, pierced now and then by hoarse cries, 
mounted up into the air, and beset the windows of the 
barina like the deep roar of a stormy sea. The barina was 
now suffering from a sort of nervous uneasiness, a state of 
mind very similar to that caused by a thunder-storm, a 
combination of fear and disquietude. The voices sounded 
to her as though they were ever growing louder and more 
numerous, and she feared that something unpleasant was 
going to happen. 

“ Why canT they behave themselves quietly and peace- 
ably, like good Christians, and show a brotherly feeling for 
each other, instead of breaking out into shouts and acri- 
monious discussions as they are doing she wondered to 
herself. 

There were several of them all speaking at once; how- 
ever, the voice of Feodor Eezoun, the carpenter, could be 
heard above all the others. 

He was among the ‘‘ dvoiniki,^^* and was now engaged 
haranguing the others against the Doutloffs. Facing the 
crowd, through which he had forced his way from behind, 
old Doutloff stood defending himself from the other^s at- 
tacks. In his eagerness to say too much at once he half- 
choked himself, and as he gesticulated with his hands and 
swung his arms about and twisted his beard, he confused 
his words to such a degree that it would have been very 
difficult for himself even to have understood what he was 
saying. 

His sons and his nephews, all of them fine young fellows, 
were standing behind him, and the old man looked some- 
thing like a mother hen protecting her chickens against a 
crowd of hawks. The hawks in this case were not only 
Eezoun, but all the ‘‘ dvoiniki and all the only sons. 


* See foot note, page 8. 


‘ POLIKOUCHKA. 27 

which is tantamount to saying that nearly the entire mir 
was against Doutloff. 

This is how the matter stood. Thirty years before, old 
* Doutloff^s brother had been taken to serve in the army, 
and the old man was now insisting that, in consideration of 
his brother's services, he ought to be taken from the cate- 
gory of the troiniki and placed in that of the ‘‘ dvoi- 
niki,^'’ and that then the third recruit should be chosen by 
lot from the whole of the latter. There were four other 
“ troiniki families present besides the Doutloffs; one of 
them, however, was that of the staroste, and who had been 
exempted by the barina; while another had already sup- 
plied a recruit at the last conscription. Members of the 
two remaining “ troiniki had already been chosen. One 
of these had not even put in an appearance at the assem- 
bly. His wife, however, was anxiously and despondently 
waiting on the edge of the crowd, vaguely hoping that fort- 
une might somehow or other do her a good turn. The 
second of the moujiks who had been selected. Red Roman, 
was leaning against the steps, wearing, although he was 
not a poor man, a very ragged caftan. His head was bent 
down and he kept an unbroken silence; but at rare inter- 
vals he glanced at the man who was speaking louder than 
the others, and then again drooped his head. His whole 
demeanor was expressive of ill-luck. 

Old Semen Houtlofl was a man whom one would have 
been inclined to trust with hundreds and thousands of 
roubles. Steady, pious, comfortably off, and, moreover, a 
staroste of the chm’ch, his present excitement seemed all 
the more surprising. 

The carpenter, Rezoun, on the other hand, a tall, dark 
man, usually of turbulent disposition, given to drinking, 
and as skillful in the discussions of the skhodki as he was 
in bargaining with laborers, shop-keepers, and barines, re- 
mained calm and trenchant, and with all the power of Ins' 
tall stature, sonorous voice, and oratorical skill, he closely 


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pressed the staroste of the church, who ever grew hoarser 
and more confused in his utterance. 

Among the other speakers was a certain Garaska Kopil- 
off, a thickset, round-faced young man, with a square head 
and curly beard. He was some years Eezoun^s junior, but 
he always spoke in a trenchant fashion, and had already 
won considerable weight and influence in the skhodki. 
Feodor Melnitchni was there too; he was another young 
moujik, thin, tall, and sallow, with a scanty beard and 
small eyes. He was always of a bilious and morose frame 
of mind, and never saw aught but the worst side of mat- 
ters; and he frequently threw the skhodka into confusion 
by his unexpected remarks and pressing questions. These 
two orators had joined Kezoun^s party. 

Every now and then a couple of prattling fellows also 
joined in the discussion. One of them, Khrapkoff, who 
kept constantly repeating My dear friend,-’^ had a saw- 
ney-looking face and a big, light-colored beard. The other, 
Jitkoff, was a short, weakly man, with a small face some- 
what resembling a bird^s. He was perpetually saying, 
apropos of everything: “ It results from this, my brothers, 
that — and then he addressed long, but utterly inconse- 
quential, homilies to every one indifferently. These latter 
supported Doutloff at one time and Eezoun at another, but 
no one paid the slightest attention to anything they said. 
There were several other moujiks of the same stamp there, 
but these two ran up and down among the crowd, and 
made more noise than all the others, thus alarming the 
barina. They were less heeded than any one else; but, in- 
toxicated as they were with the noise and shouting, they 
enthusiastically gave themselves up to the pleasure of hear- 
ing their own voices. 

Many other types of character were represented in the 
mir. There were gloomy-looking faces to be seen, hand- 
some ones, plain ones, and vicious ones; there were wom- 
en, too, with their children, behind the men; but of all 


POLIKOUCHKA. 


29 


these people I will speak some other time^ God 
willing. 

By far the greater part of the crowd was made up of 
moujiks who attended the skhodka just as they went to 
the services at the church. They discussed their domestic 
affairs together, and talked of the most favorable time for 
cutting down the trees in the forest, or else kept silence, 
waiting for the uproar to come to an end. 

There were also some well-to-do men there, whom the 
skhodka could neither benefit nor harm. Such a one was 
Ermil, a man with a large beaming face, whom the mou- 
jiks called big paunch on account of his many crowns. 
Starostine was another, and his countenance clearly ex- 
pressed his consciousness of his own power. 

You may say whatever you please, his whole de- 
meanor seemed to exclaim, but you can do nothing that 
will affect me. I have four sons, but not one of them 
shall go. 

Occasionally some audacious fellow like Kopiloff or 
Eezoun would make an attack even upon these wealthier 
men, but the latter answered them in firm, calm words; 
and felt quite assured of their inviolability. 

Although Doutloff resembled a hen trying to shield her 
chickens from the hawks, his young men by no means re- 
sembled chickens. They did not seem at all fiuttered or 
excited, but stood quietly and calmly behind him. The 
eldest, Ignat, was already thirty years old; the second, 
who, like the eldest, was married, was not fit for the serv- 
ice. The third one. Ilia, the nephew, a yamcJitchih,^ who 
had got married quite recently, was decked out with favors 
and wore a handsome touloup. He looked about at the 
crowd and scratched his head beneath his hat with an in- 
different air, as though he were quite unconcerned in all 


* Coachman or postilion. 


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POLIKOUCHKA. 


that was going on, although in reality it was he himself 
that the hawk was anxious to get hold of. 

“My grandfather was a soldier, exclaimed a voice, 
addressing old Doutloff, “ and I, too, might refuse to take 
part in the drawing of lots. But I^m afraid, my good sir, 
that that excuse wouldn^t he allowed. At the last con- 
scription they took Mikheitch, although his uncle was still 
serving with the flags. 

“You, you have neither an uncle nor a father who has 
served the Czar!^^ retorted Doutloff. , “ And you yourself 
are as useless to your lord as you are to the mir; you have 
never done anything but drink, and your children have 
been compelled to leave you. You have made it impossi- 
ble for your family to keep together, and now you want to 
get other people^s children sent away. I have been sotski* 
for ten years; I have been staroste; twice has my property 
been destroyed by Are; but I have never asked any one for 
help, and all that we possess we have earned by honest, 
peaceable means. Do you want to ruin me? Give me 
back my brother, who perished in the service. However, 
you will judge in accordance with justice, as God has com- 
manded, oh, orthodox mir! and you will not be led astray 
by the lying words of a drunkard 

“ You speak of your brother,'’^ retorted Kopiloff, “ but 
it was not the mir who selected him. He was enrolled by 
our lords because of his many delinquencies, and it will do 
you no good to invoke his name.^'’ 

Kopilofl made some further remarks, and then the tall, 
sallow Feodor Melnitchni came forward. 

“ The matter is quite clear, he said, surlily. “ The 
lords enroll whom they choose, and it is then the mir^s 
duty to complete the necessary number of recruits. The 
mir has named your son. If you object, go and petition 
the barina. Who can tell what she will do? Perhaps she 


* An officer in charge of police. 


POLIKOUCHKA. 


31 


will order my only son to go off. That is how the law 
stands/^ he concluded, angrily. 

Then he let his hand fall with a scornful gesture. 

Eed Roman, whose son had been chosen as one of those 
who were to be sent off, now raised his head. 

‘‘It is quite right, that is; quite right, he said; and 
then he sat down on a step with a look of vexation. 

Except in the outer clusters of moujiks, who were dis- 
cussing their private affairs with each other, there was no 
longer the same talking all at once. The chatter-boxes, 
however, still played their customary parts. 

‘‘Yes, indeed, oh, orthodox mir,^^ said little Jitkoff, 
echoing Doutloff^s concluding words, “ you must certainly 
judge like good Christians. It is as good Christians that 
you must judge, oh, my brothers.-’^ 

“We must judge conscientiously and fairly, my dear 
friend,^’ said the simple-looking Khrapkoff, laying his 
hand upon Doutloff^s cloak. “It is the decree of the 
lords, and not the decision of the mir,^^ he added, repeat- 
ing Kopiloff^s remark. 

“ True, that is quite true!^^ cried several others. 

“ Who is it that you called a lying drunkard now 
shouted Rezoun to Doutloff. “ Have you ever paid for a 
glass for me? Or is it your^on, he whom our folks have 
to pick up in the streets, that accuses me of drinking? 
Well, my brothers, if you agree to spare Doutloff, you will 
be forced, you see, to make a choice not merely among the 
‘ dvoiniki,^ but most probably also among the only sons; 
and Doutloff will only laugh at you. 

“It is Doutloff who must go! What is the good of all 
this talk? It is certainly among the ‘ troiniki ^ that the 
first lots must be drawn, cried several voices. 

“We have yet to learn the barina^s decision, remarked 
another. “ Egor Mikhailovitch said that a dvorovi was to 
be given up. 


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This observation checked the discussion for a moment, 
but it soon began again and drifted into personalities. 

Ignat, the young man. whom Rezoun had accused of hav- 
ing been picked up in the streets, now began to bring a 
countercharge against his accuser of having stolen a saw 
from some traveling carpenter, and of having nearly killed 
his wife. 

Rezoun thereupon retorted that he was quite willing to 
allow that he beat his wife, both when he was perfectly 
cool and when he was excited with drink, and that he never 
gave her as much as she deserved, a remark which made 
everybody laugh. The accusation of stealing the saw, how- 
ever, affected him as an insult, and he hotly made his way 
up to Ignat. 

Who do you say is a thief he cried. 

“ You! you are a thief replied the sturdy Ignat, who, 
without any show of fear, came to meet his adversary. 

‘‘No! it is yourself !^^ retorted Rezoun. 

After the accusation about the saw, fresh ones were 
bandied about. Now it was a horse that had been stolen, 
now a sack of corn, now a bed of cabbages, and even a cer- 
tain dead body. Then the two moujiks ended by launch- 
ing such abominable accusations at each other, that if a 
hundredth part of them had been true they ought to have 
been both sent off to the mines, or at least transported. 

Old Doutloff, however, now bethought himself of another 
argument. The shouts of his son displeased him, and he 
interrupted him: 

“ This is disgraceful,’^ he said. “ Give over at once. I 
command you. ” 

Then he began trying to show that the quality of “ troi- 
niki ” belonged not only to three brothers living together, 
but to those who were living separately, and he pointed to 
Starostine. 

Starostine smiled slightly, coughed gently, and stroked 
his beard with the air of a rich moujik, as he said that such 


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was the decision of the lord, and that his son probably de- 
served the exemption he had obtained. 

It was Kopilotf who took upon himself to refute Dout- 
loff^s argument about the families whdfee sons were living 
separately. He said that they ought never, indeed, to have 
been permitted to separate, as the late barine^s order 
against it was still in force, but that it was too late now to 
alter the practice. What they had to do now was to ar- 
range matters so that only sons might be spared from being 
sent away. 

It isn^t for their own pleasure that they have separat- 
ed, and why should you try to utterly ruin them no'v^?^' 
cried several who were personally interested in this point; 
and the chatter-boxes, too, echoed this cry. 

“ As far as you are concerned,' you can very well buy a 
substitute, if you like. Your means are quite good enough 
for that,^^ said Kezoun to Doutlofl. 

The latter tightened his caftan round him with a look of 
desperation, and fell back into the ranks of the moujiks. 

^‘I suppose you^’ve been counting my money, ^Mie ex- 
claimed, angrily. “ But let us wait till Egor Mikhail- 
ovitch comes, and then he will tell us the barina^s de- 
cision. 


VI. 

Just at this moment Egor Mikhailovitch was leaving the 
barina. As soon as he appeared in sight, the peasants, one 
after another, began to take off their caps, and, by the 
time the steward came up to them, every head was uncov- 
ered. There were heads of all sorts to be seen, some bald 
on the brow, some bald on the top, white-haired ones and 
gray, red ones, black-haired ones and fair-haired ones. 
The tumult of voices now gradually subsided till very soon 
there was perfect quiet. 


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Egor Mikhailovitch took his stand on the steps and made 
a sign that he wanted to speak. With his long frock-coat, 
his hands negligently stuffed into his pockets, and his 
workman's cap pressed down over his eyes, the steward, as 
he stood there, with his legs apart, elevated on the steps 
over the mass of heads, bearing for the most part long and 
elderly beards, and all turned toward him, showed much 
more assurance than he had done in the barina's presence. 
He was now quite majestic. 

“ I have brought you the barina's decision, my children," 
he said. “ She is not disposed to give up a dvorovni, and 
whatever man you yourselves choose, it is he that will have 
to go. We have to select three recruits to-day." 

‘‘ That is right!" cried several voices. 

“Of course," continued Egor Mikhailovitch, “your 
choice will at once fall upon Khoroschin and Mitioukhin. 
Indeed, it is God himself who [has designated those 
two." 

“ That is quite true," cried the crowd. 

“ The third one must be either Doutloff or some one of 
the ‘ dvoiniki. ' What do you say?" 

“ It is Doutloff that must go! The Doutloff s are ‘ troi- 
niki!' " 

Then the shouts and cries gradually commenced again, 
and the accusations concerning the bed of cabbages and 
other unpleasant matters were once more bandied 
about. 

For twenty years Egor Mikhailovitch had been the stew- 
ard of the barina's property. He was a man of intelli- 
gence and experience. For a quarter of an hour he re- 
mained where he was, listening to what was said; then he 
suddenly called the crowd to silence, and told the three 
Doutloffs to draw lots among themselves as to which of 
them should go. 

The papers were prepared. Khrapoff put them into a 


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hat, and then drew one out. It bore the name of Ilia.* 
Every one was silent. 

“ Is if my name? Let me see it!'^ cried Doutloff^s 
nephew in a choking voice. 

The crowd still remained silent. Egor Mikhailovitch 
ordered that the money for the recruits should he brought 
on the following day, seven copecks from each family. 
Then he declared that there was nothing further to be 
done, and that he desired the skhodka to disperse. There- 
upon the moujiks, putting their caps on to their heads 
again, took themselves off with much noisy wagging of 
tongues and trampling of feet. 

Still standing on the steps, Eg^ Mikhailovitch followed 
the departing crowd with his eyes. When the young Dout- 
loffs had gone away, he called to the old man, who had re- 
mained by himself, and they both went into the office. 

I am very sorry for you, old man,^^ said Egor Mikhail- 
- ovitch, sitting down in an easy-chair near the table. It 
is for you to act now. Will you, or will you not ransom 
your nephew 

Old Doutloff cast a meaning look at Egor without mak- 
ing any reply. 

It is of no use shuffling, said Egor, in answer to this 
look. 

Oh, I should be only too glad to ransom him, but what 
am I to do it with, Egor Mikhailovitch? We have lost two 
horses this summer. Then I have married my nephew. 
It is just because we live like honest folks that this blow 
has come upon us! It^s all very well for him to talk!^^ he 
said in conclusion, thinking of Rezoun. 

Egor Mikhailovitch parsed his hand over his brow and 
yawned. He was beginning to feel tired of the business, 
and he wanted to go and get his tea. 

“Well, well, old man, you must search about in your 


* Ilia, Eli. 


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cellar and see if you can^t find a few hundred roubles. I 
will undertake to buy an acceptable substitute for you. It 
* was only yesterday that there was one offering himself. 

“In the capital asked Doutloff. By the capital he 
meant the town. 

“ Well, will you pay for him?’^ 

“ Indeed, I should ask for nothing better, as God knows; 
however — 

Egor Mikhailovitch interrupted him with a severe ex- 
pression. 

“ Very well, then, listen to me, old man. Just see that 
Ilia doesn’t try to play any tricks. As soon as I send for 
him, whether it be to-day or to-morrow, mind that he is 
brought to me at once. You must bring him yourself, and 
I shall hold you responsible for his appearance. If, by any 
chance, anything should go wrong, I shall take your eldest 
son; do you understand?” 

“ But can’t you really take a ‘ dvoinik,’ Egor Mikhail- 
ovitch? It is really abominable,” he added, after a slight 
pause, “ to think that, after my brother has been killed in 
the service, his son should be taken also. * Why am I called 
upon to submit to such an iniquity?” he asked, almost 
weeping, and ready to fall at Egor’s feet. 

“ Go away with you,” said the steward; ' “ there is noth- 
ing more to be done; it is the law. Keep a watch over 
Ilia; you will be answerable for him.” 

Doutloff thereupon set off toward his home, striking the 
ground with his stick as he went. 


YIL 

Early on the morning of the next day the little car 
which the steward used on his journeys was brought round 
to the steps in front of the house. It was drawn by a 


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37 

horse which, for a reason I can not explain, was called 
Bavaban. * 

Notwithstanding the sleety rain and cold wind, Anioutka, 
Polikey's eldest daughter, was standing barefooted at the 
horse^s head. She was evidently afraid of it, and held her- 
self as far olf as possible, though she kept hold of the bridle 
with one hand while with the other she held up a greenish- 
yellow cloak, which served the family as a shouba, a car- 
pet, an overcoat for Polikey, and in several other capacities 
as well. 

There had been considerable excitement in the hut. The 
morning was still dark, and the dawn had scarcely broken 
through the rain which soaked in through the paper- 
patched window. Akoulina left her children and cooking 
to themselves for a moment or two. The young children 
were still in bed, trembling with cold, for what served 
them as a counterpane had been taken away for their father 
to wear, and their mother^s thin shawl had been substitut- 
ed in its place. 

Akoulina busied herself about her husband, putting the 
last finishing touches to the j)reparations for his journey. 
She had got him a clean and untorn shirt; but his boots 
bothered her very much, for they were sadly worn. She 
drew off her one pair of cotton stockings, and handed them 
to Polikey. Then, taking up a horse-flannel, which her 
husband had found lying about in the stable three days be- 
fore, and had . straightway transferred to his home, she 
carefully plugged up the holes in the boots with it, in such 
a manner as to protect his feet from the wet. 

Meanwhile Polikey himself was squatting on the bed, 
trying to arrange his belt so that it should not look hke a 
piece of dirty rope, and the eldest girl was sent off in the 
touloup, wliich covered her head and trailed down below 
her feet, to borrow Nikita^s cap. 


* Baraban, a drum. 


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The confusion and bustle were still further increased by 
some of the dvorovni coming and begging Polikey to make 
purchases for them in the town. Some wanted needles, 
some wanted tea; this one wanted oil, that one tobacco, 
while the carpenter ^s wife asked for a little sugar! This 
last-mentioned lady had already got her tea-urn boiling, 
and, in order to propitiate Iliitch, she brought him in a 
jug some beverage which she called tea. 

As Nikita refused to lend his cap, Polikey^s own one had 
to be patched up; that is to say the wadding, wliich was 
sticking out, had to be put back into its place, and the 
rent had to be sewed up with a harness needle. Then, as 
Anioutka became petrified with the cold, and had scarcely 
strength left to hold the horse called Baraban, Akoulina 
went to take her place; and finally Polikey, having piled 
all the garments of the family upon himself, leaving only 
the cloak and slippers behind him, climbed into the car. 
He wrapped his coverings well round him, arranged the 
hay, seated himself upon it, took up the reins, gave him- 
self a shrug with an air of importance, and then started. 

His little son, Michka, came up and begged his father to 
let him drive for a little way, and little Machka, who could 
still only talk in a lisping fashion, also begged for a ride. 
Polikey stopped Baraban, and smiled that feeble smile of 
his, whereupon Akoulina lifted the children into the car; 
and then, bending toward her husband, she told him in a 
low voice not to forget his oath, but to be sure to take 
nothing to drink on his way. 

Pohkey drove the children as far as the farrier’s forge, 
where he put them down. Then he wrapped his coverings 
round him again, and altered the position of his cap, finally 
setting off at an easy, steady trot. The jolting of the car 
made Ins cheeks quiver and his feet knock against the vehi- 
cle. Machka and Michka, in the highest of spirits, and 
trying which of them could make the most noise, ran off 
barefooted toward the house, and thereby attracted the at- 


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tention of one of the dogs of the village. It stopped for a 
moment to observe them, and then, suddenly lowering its 
tail, bolted off to its own home, a proceeding which made 
Polikey^s little heirs shout louder than ever. 

It was a wretched day. The north wind lashed Polikey^s 
face, and a sleety snow pelted against it and sought out his 
bare hands, which he tried to protect, as he held the frozen 
reins, within the sleeves of his touloup. The sleet rattled 
down, too, on the old head of Baraban, who threw back his 
ears and blinked his eyes. 

Presently the day grew lighter; the bluish snow-clouds 
could be more distinctly seen, and the sun made an attempt 
to shine, but timidly and sadly, just like Polikey^s smiles. 

The latter, notwithstanding the unpleasantness of the 
weather, was indulging in very agreeable reflections. He 
whom the other moujiks talked of transporting, whom they 
threatened with the conscription, and to whom only the 
laziest of his neighbors did not administer pummelings, 
who was always made to do the unpleasant jobs, was now 
actually on his way to receive an immense sum of money. 
The barina, at any rate, had confidence in him. He was 
driving in the steward's own car, drawn by the very best 
horse which drew the barina on her journeys, and he was 
careering along with a couple of leather reins in his hand, 
just as though he were a dvornik. At this thought Polikey 
braced himself up in his seat, replaced the wadding which 
was coming out of his cab, and comfortably inwrapped him- 
self. 

However, he was wrong in imagining that he quite re- 
sembled a rich dvornik. It is true, of course, that the rich 
trader does drive in a car with leather reins, but that is not 
everything. One sees a bearded man in a blue or black 
caftan, sitting alone in a car, drawn by a horse in excellent 
condition. A single glance is sufficient to discover whether 
the horse is really well fed and groomed, and whether the 
man himself is well nourished and clad, and to notice how 


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he bears himself and what sort of trappings his horse car- 
ries; and it is also easy to tell whether his capital consists 
of hundreds or of thousands of roubles. 

Now any man of experience, on getting a close view of 
Polikey, and noticing his hands, his face, his beard (which 
he had allowed to grow for some time past), his belt, the 
hay that was strewn about the car, and the scranny Bara- 
ban, would have immediately put him down neither as a 
wholesale merchant nor a dvornik, but as a pretty serf 
trading, not with a capital of thousands or hundreds, but 
not even with one of tens of roubles. 

This, however, was not the opinion of Iliitch Polikey. 
He was under a delusion, but it was a pleasant one. Fif- 
teen hundred roubles! He was going to bring back fifteen 
hundred roubles, he was thinking to himself. He told 
himself that if he chose there was nothing to prevent him 
from driving Baraban toward Odessa instead of back to the 
house, and from going off to wheresoever it might please 
God to lead him. But he would do no such thing, he de- 
termined; no, he would faithfully carry the money to the 
barina. 

As they were passing an inn, Baraban began to tug at 
the near rein; then he stopped and tried to turn to the left. 
Polikey, however, although he had in his pocket the money 
which had been intrusted to him to lay out in purchases in 
the town, whipped the horse on, and pursued his journey. 

He did the same at the next inn, and at about noon he 
alighted from the car, opened the door of the coach-house 
belonging to the tradesman who put up all the barina^s 
people, pushed his vehicle inside, unharnessed his horse and 
gave it some hay, and then dined with the tradesman's 
servants, not forgetting to let them know with what an 
important mission he was charged. Then he took himself 
off to the gardener^s with the letter in his cap. 

The gardener knew Polikey, and, when he had read the 
letter, he asked liim, with obvious suspicion, if it was really 


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to him that the money was to be delivered. Polikey tried 
to work himself up to a show of indignation, but he failed 
in the attempt, and he could only assume his melancholy 
smile. 

The gardener read and reread the letter, and ended by 
giving Polikey the money. When the latter received it, he 
put it into his breast and returned to his hostel. Neither 
inn, nor dram-shop, nor anything else, could tempt 
him. 

He felt thrilled with a sort of delightful fever. He halt- 
ed several times before various shop-windows in which at- 
tractive wares, such as boots, caps, prints of a pretty pat- 
tern, and especially refreshments, caught his eye. But it 
was only for a moment that he stopped; then he imme- 
diately went on again with a rejoicing heart. 

I could buy all those things if I liked, but I wonT,^^ 
he thought. 

He duly repaired to the market to carry out the com- 
missions with which he had been charged. He completed 
all his purchases, and then began to bargain for a touloup, 
for which twenty-five roubles were asked. The dealer 
greatly doubted, from Polikey^s appearance, whether he 
were rich enough to make such a purchase. Polikey puffed 
himself out, however, and said that if he liked he could 
buy the whole shop; and then he desired to try on the tou- 
loup. He fingered it, blew upon the fur, sniffed the odor 
of it, and then ended by taking it off with a sigh. 

‘‘ The price doesnT suit me,^’ he said. ‘‘Will you let 
me have it for fifteen roubles?^-’ 

The dealer thereupon angrily threw the touloup down 
upon the counter, and Polikey very cheerfully left the shop 
and returned to his hostel. After he had had his supper, 
and had given Baraban some water and corn, he mounted 
on to the stove, took out the envelope which the gardener 
had given him, and examined it for a long time. Then he 
asked a dvornik, who could read, to read him the address 


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and the words that followed, which were, Notes to the 
value of seventeen hundred and seventeen roubles. 

The envelope was made of strong paper, and it was sealed 
with brown seals, impressed with the figure of an anchor. 
There was a large one in the middle, and a smaller one at 
each of the four corners. There was also a little splash of 
wax. Polikey noticed everything. He even felt the form 
of the notes through the envelope. He was thrilled with a 
childish joy at knowing that so much money was in his 
hands. Finally he placed the envelope in the hole in his 
cap, put the cap on his head, and then went to sleep. 

However, he woke up several times during the night to 
feel at the envelope, and, on finding it each time quite safe, 
he experienced a very agreeable sensation of pride at think- 
ing that he, that Polikey who was so much decried, had so 
large a sum of money in his possession, which he would 
take back as scrupulously and exactly as the steward him- 
self could have done. 


VIII. 

Tow A ED midnight the tradesman's servants and Polikey 
were awakened by a great noise, accompanied by the shouts 
of moujiks. It was the recruits from Pokrovski. 

There were ten of them — Khoroschin, Mitioukhin, Ilia 
(Doutlofi^s nephew), a couple of substitutes, old Doutlofi, 
with the staroste and a number of followers. 

A night-light was burning, and the cook was sleeping on 
a bench beneath the eikons. She hastily got up and light- 
ed a candle. Pohkey also roused himself, and stretched his 
head over the stove, and looked at the moujiks, who were 
now coming inside. They all crossed themselves as they 
passed the threshold, and then sat down on the benches. 
Most of them seemed quite calm and unexcited, and it was 
not possible to distinguish which were the recruits. They 
made their greetings, and vied with each other in chatter- 


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ing and asking to be served with food. A few of them, 
however, held themselves aloof and seemed low-spirited, 
while others more than made up for this by their exuberant 
gayety, and seemed as though they had lately been drink- 
ing. Among these was Ilia, who had hitherto never drunk. 

‘‘ Well, my lads, are we to have some supper, or shall 
we go to bed?^^ asked the staroste. 

‘‘ Oh, let us have some supper replied Ilia, throwing 
open the skirts of his shouba and sitting down on the 
bench. “ Tell them to bring us some vodka. 

You have had quite enough vodka already, said the 
staroste. 

Then turning to the others, he added: 

• CanT you manage to do with a little bread for to- 
night, my lads? It is a pity to wake every one up.^^ 

‘‘Tell them to bring us some vodka, repeated Ilia, 
without looking at any one and in the tone of a man who is 
determined to. have his own way. 

The moujiks fell in with the staroste^s wishes, and went 
to get some bread from their cars; and when they had 
eaten it, washing it down with a little kvass* ty^hich they 
procured, they lay down to sleep, some on the ground and 
some on the stove. 

“ Bring some vodka Ilia kept exclaiming from time to 
time; “ bring some vodka, I tell you!^’ 

Suddenly he recognized Polikey. 

“What, Polikey! Polikey, my old friend! is that you 
there he said. “ I have come away to be a soldier, you 
know. I have said good-bye to my mother and my wife. 
Oh! how they did cry! Yes, I^m a soldier now! Pay for 
some vodka for me!’^ 

“ I have no money, Polikey replied. “ God will come 
to your assistance, and you will be excused as unfit for the 
service, he added, by way of consoling the young man. 


* Cider. 


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good friend, I have never been ill; why should 
they let me off? What sort of soldiers does the Czar want?^^ 
Polikey thereupon related a story of the moujik who had 
been exempted after giving five roubles to the surgeon. 

Ilia came close up to the stove, and the two men began 
to talk together. 

‘‘ No, Iliitch, it^s all quite settled now,^^ said the young 
fellow, ‘‘ and even I myself no longer care to stay. It is 
my uncle who has driven me into this. DonH you think 
that we could have bought a substitute? But no, the old 
man clings as keenly to his crowns as to his sons, and so he 
has forced me to go away. Now I no longer care to stay.^^ 
He spoke in a low tone, with an air of determination, 
and he seemed to be overcome with subdued melancholy. 

“ It is only my mother that I regret. How she did cry, 
the poor dear! And my wife, too!'’^ he resumed. “ They 
have quite ruined her by this! Just think, she is a soldier ^s 
wife now! WouldnT it have been much better if they had 
never married me? Why did they marry me?'^ 

“ But why have they hurried you off so quickly?^' asked 
Iliitch Polikey. There had been nothing said, and now, 
all at once — 

“ They were afraid that I might do myself some harm,^' 
Ilia replied, with a smile. “ But donT be alarmed, I shall 
do nothing of that kind. I donT think that I am alto- 
gether lost simply because I am a soldier. It is only my 
poor mother that I regret. Oh, why did they marry me?’^ 
he repeated in a soft, sad voice. 

The door was now opened and closed again with a bang, 
and then old Doutloff came in shaking his cap. 

“ Afonassi,^^ he said to the dvornik, crossing himself, 
“ do you happen to have a little lantern? I want to go 
and give the horses some corn.^^ 

Doutloff then quietly lighted the lantern without looking 
at Iha. His mittens and whip were stuck in his belt, and 
his caftan was neatly girdled. He looked just as if he had 


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arrived with some ordinary party. His face was quite 
calm, and he seemed to have nothing to concern him ex- 
cepting the regular business of his household. 

When Ilia saw his uncle, he became silent, then he 
drooped his eyes with a mournful expression, and said to 
the staroste: 

Tell them to bring us some vodka, Ermil; I should 
like a drink of vodka. 

His voice was morose and gloomy. 

‘‘ Why do you go on asking for vodka now?^^ returned 
the staroste, taking a sip from his cup. “ All the others 
have just had something to eat and have gone to sleep; it 
is only you who are discontented.^^ 

This reply seemed to suggest an idea to Ilia. 

“ Staroste, he said, “ if you donT give me some vodka, 
I shall do something you wonT like. 

“ OanT you quiet him?^^ asked the staroste, turning to 
Doutloff, who had lighted his lantern, but had remained to 
listen. He now cast a sidelong glance of compassion upon 
his nephew, as though he were surprised by his childish be- 
havior. 

“ Give me some vodka, said Ilia again, keeping his eyes 
bent downward, “ or I shall do something you wonT like.^^ 

“ Never mind the vodka, Ilia,'’^ replied the staroste, gen- 
tly; ‘‘ you will be much better without it. 

Before he had quite finished speaking, however. Ilia sud- 
denly sprung up and thrust his fist through a pane of glass. 

“ You woir^t give me what I want!^^ he exclaimed at the 
top of his voice; ‘‘ very well, then, see there 

Then he rushed at another pane and smashed it. 

In *the twinkling of an eye Polikey rolled twice round 
and stowed himself away behind a corner of the stove, to 
the great alarm of the group of chatterers, The staroste 
left his cup and ran up to Ilia. 

Doutloff slowly put down his lantern, took off his belt, 
clucked his tongue, shook his head, and then approached 


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his nephew, who was already struggling with the staroste 
and the dvornik, who wanted to drag him away from the 
window. They had seized his hands and appeared to have 
got him securely in their grasp; but at the sight of his 
uncle, who stepped toward him holding his belt in his 
hand, his strength seemed to increase tenfold, and he 
wrenched himself free. Then, with bloodshot eyes and 
raised fist, he strode up to Doutlofi. 

DonT come near me, or I will kill you, you savage! 
It is you who have ruined me! yes, you, with those thiev- 
ish sons of yours! Why did you marry me ofi? Keep 
away from me, or I will kill you!^^ 

Ilia looked terrible. His face was scarlet, and there was 
a vacant expression in his glance. The whole of his sturdy 
youthful frame seemed shaken with a fever, and he looked 
as though he had both the wish and the strength to kill the 
three moujiks who were advancing toward him. 

“ It is your brother’s blood that you are drinking, vam- 
pire!” 

A gleam of determination shone from Doutloff’s still 
perfectly unruffled countenance. He took another step 
forward. 

“ So you won’t listen to reason,” he exclaimed, sudden- 
ly. Then, with surprising energy, he seized his nephew by 
a sharp movement and rolled over on the fioor with him, 
where, with the staroste’s assistance, he tried to tie his 
hands behind his back. 

For five minutes they struggled together. jCt last Dout- 
lofi, aided by the staroste, succeeded in freeing his shouba 
from the grasp of Ilia’s clinched hands. ' Then he got up, 
lifted Ilia up, with his hands bound, and placed him on a 
bench in a corner. 

“ I told you,” he said, still panting from his struggle, 
and straightening the girdle of his caftan, “ that you would 
make things unpleasant for youself. What’s the use of 
going on in this way? We have all got to die some time. 


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Put a caftan over his head/^ he added, turning to the 
dvdrnik, so that the blood may not rush to it. 

Then he took up his lantern again, tied a rope round his 
waist for a belt, and went out to look after his horses. 

Ilia, with his hair all ruffled, his face pale, and his blouse 
torn, now began to examine the room, as though he were 
trying to recollect where he was. The dvornik picked up 
the pieces of broken glass, and arranged a touloup across 
the window to keep out the wind. The staroste went hack 
to his cup. 

“ Well, Ilia, I^m truly sorry for you, I am indeed. But 
what can you do?^^ he said. “ Koroschin is married as 
well, you know. It is of no use resisting; you will gain 
nothing by it. 

It^s my thief of an uncle who has destroyed me!” Ilia 
returned, savagely. “ He cares nothing for any one but 
his own sons. My poor mother told nje that the steward 
had undertaken to buy a substitute, but my uncle refused 
the offer, and pretended that he hadnH got the money. 
HavenT my brother and I brought money enough into the 
house? He is a thief, a miserable scoundrel!” 

At that moment Doutloff returned. He said his prayers 
before the eikons, took off his cloak, and sat down by the 
side of the staroste. The woman-servant brought him 
some kvass and a spoon. Ilia said nothing more, but, clos- 
ing his eyes, lay down on the caftan. The staroste silently 
pointed toward him and shook his head. Doutloff broke 
into a gesture of despair. 

“ Ah, donT think that I’m not heartily sorry for him!” 
he said. “He is my brother’s son, and yet people not 
only try to make out that I don’t feel any pity for him, 
but they do their best to make him believe that I am a 
thief and a scoundrel! It mustabe his wife, a cunning lit- 
tle thing in spite of her youth, who has put it into his 
head that we have got money enough to buy a substitute. 


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Just look how he overwhelmed me with reproaches a little 
while ago! Yet I do pity him most sincerely 1^^ 

“ Ah, he^s a good fellow!’^ said the staroste. 

‘‘ I no longer feel myself strong enough to manage him. 
I shall send for Ignat to-morrow, and his wife shall come 
too/^ 

Yes, you will do well to send for them,^^ replied the 
staroste, getting up on to the stove. What is money, 
after all? Money is nothing. 

‘‘ Who would refuse to give the money, if it were there 
to he given?^^ said one of the servants. 

‘‘Ah! money, money !^^ exclaimed Doutloff. “What 
sins is it not the father of! There is nothing in the world 
that engenders so many sins as money. So it is written in 
the Holy Scriptures. 

“Yes, yes, indeed, replied the dvomik. “A man 
once told me this story : There was a merchant who had 
amassed great riches, and who wanted to leave nothing be- 
hind him. He loved his money so much that he deter- 
mined to take it down into the grave with him. Just be- 
fore he died, he told his family that they were to put a 
certain little cushion into his coffin. They suspected noth- 
ing at the time, but afterward, when the sons began to 
look for their father ^s money, they could find nothing. 
Then it struck one of them that the money must be hid- 
den away in the Httle cushion. They petitioned the Czar, 
and he gave them permission to exhume their father'^s 
body. Well, what do you think they found? They opened 
the tomb, and there was nothing, nothing but a coffin 
teeming with vermin. So they buried it again. That’s 
what money does. ” 

“ Yes, there is no doubt it engenders many sins,” said 
Doutloff. 

Then he rose up and bd'gan to pray to God. When his 
prayers were finished, he glanced at his nephew. The 
young man was asleep. Doutloff stepped up to him, un- 


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fastened the girdle with which he had tied his hands, and 
then lay down to sleep. The dvomik, on his side, went 
away to sleep near the horses. 


IX. 

When everything was hushed and quiet again, Polikey 
warily got down, as though it was he who had been in 
fault, and noiselessly made ready to depart. He did not 
feel comfortable in the neighborhood of the recruits. The 
cocks were already crowing in response to each other in in- 
creasing numbers. 

Baraban had eaten all his corn and he was now drinking, 
niitch harnessed him, and got out his car from among the 
cars of the other moujiks. His cap and its contents were 
safe and sound, and soon the wheels of his little vehicle be- 
gan to roll noisily over the frozen ground on the road to 
Pokrovski. He only began to breathe freely again when 
he was clear of the town. He had hitherto felt a vague 
fear for which he could not satisfactorily account to him- 
self, dreading that he might be pursued, arrested, have his 
hands tied behind him, and be taken back and made to 
serve instead of Ilia. 

It might have been either from cold or alarm, but he felt 
a sudden shudder pass down his back, and he whipped 
Baraban on without any respite. The first person he met 
was a priest, wearing a huge winter cap, and accompanied 
by a man-servant. Polikey felt more uneasy than ever. 

But when he was well outside of the town his fear gradu- 
ally left him. Baraban was now walking slowly, and the 
growing light enabled Polikey to see the road more clearly. 
He took off his cap and felt at the money. 

‘‘Perhaps I had better put it inside my breast, he 
thought to himself. “ But I should probably have to take 
off my belt to do that. I will wait till I have gone down 


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right. But no; my cap is firmly stitched at the top^ and 
the lining is quite secure; so, after all, I won^t take my 
cap off again till I get hack. ” 

When he had walked down the hill, Baraban began, of 
his own accord, to gallop up the opposite slope, and Poli- 
key, who was quite as anxious as his liorse to get home 
again as soon as possible, made no attempt to restrain him. 
Evftrytbiug was going on as well as could be wished; so, at 
any rate, he thought; and he gave himself up to reflec- 
tions, as to the barina^s gratitude, and the five roubles 
which she would probably give him, to the great joy of his 
family. 

He took off his cap, felt at the envelope again, fixed his 
cap firmly on his head once more, and smiled. The out- 
side of the cap was sadly worn, and the care which Akou- 
liua had taken to securely patch up the rent now had the 
effect of bringing about another one in a different part. 
The push with which Polikey had, as he fancied in the dim 
light, stowed the letter further back into the wadding, was 
the immediate cause of this fresh rent, and the envelope 
stuck out through the outside of the cap. 

The morning grew lighter, and Polikey, who had had no 
sleep during the night, after pressiug his cap more closely 
down upon his head, thereby pushing the envelope still 
further out of the hole, began to doze. As he slept, his 
head jostled against the side of the car. 

It was only when he was near home that he awoke again. 
His first impulse was to lift his hand to his cap. It was 
safe on his head, and he did not take it off, for he felt sure 
that the envelope was inside it. He quickened Baraban^s 
pace, put the hay straight again, tried to assume the air of 
a dvornik, glanced proudly around him, and made his way 
to his own dwelling. 

There was the kitchen, there was the cattle shed, there 
was the carpenter ^s wife carrying her linen; there was the 
office and there the barina^s mansion, where Polikey in- 


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tended to have himself recognized very shortly as a sure 
and trustworthy person. ‘‘ They may tell just as many 
lies about me as they please/’ he thought to himself, 
“ they’ll see now.” In imagination he was already in the 
barina’s presence, and he could hear her say; “You have 
done very well, Polikey, and I am much obliged to you. 
Here are three roubles for yourself. ” Perhaps there would 
be five, or even ten; and she would also tell the servants to 
bring him some tea and perhaps some vodka. With this 
cold weather, a little vodka would be very acceptable. 

“ With ten roubles we could have a real feast, and we 
could get some boots too. And then we could pay Nikita 
his four roubles and a half back, which would be a very 
good thing, for he is beginning to get rather pressing. ” 

When Polikey had got within a hundred yards of his 
home he cracked his whip, adjusted his belt, took off his 
cap, arranged his hair, and then with perfect calmness, 
pushed his hand inside the lining of his headgear. His fin- 
gers poked about, and he began to feel a feverish excite- 
ment. Then he pushed his other hand inside the lining as 
well. His face grew paler and paler. One hand came 
right through on the other side. Polikey now threw him- 
self on to his knees, stopped the horse, and began to hunt 
everywhere about the car, among the hay and among the 
different articles he had bought. Then he searched his 
breast and his trousers; but the money was not to be found 
anywhere. 

“ What can have become of it? What can have become 
of it?” he groaned, as he began to tear his hair. 

Then he suddenly recollected that he might possibly be 
seen, and he turned Baraban round, put on his cap again, 
and energetically whipped up the astonished and unwilling 
horse. 

“ I detest going out with Polikey,” the animal seemed 
to be thinking. ‘‘ He certainly gave me some food and 
drink when it was very welcome, but then it was only to 


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treat me in this way! After galloping like I have done to 
get back home as soon as possible, why, now that I am be- 
ginning to feel tired, and am just within smelling distance 
of my fodder, he makes me turn round again 

“ Get along! fly!^' cried Polikey, in the meanwhile 
through his tears, standing up in the . car, and goading 
Baraban on by lashing him with his whip. 


X. 

No one in Pokrovski saw anything of Polikey the whole 
of that day. The barina sent to inquire for him several 
times after dinner, and Aksioutka ran to Akoulina^s abode. 
The latter, however, told the girl that her husband had 
not yet returned; the tradesman had probably detained 
him, or perhaps some accident had happened to the horse. 
“ DidnT Baraban limp a little?^’’ she asked. “ I remem- 
ber that Maksim once had him out for twenty-four hours, 
and that he was obliged to go nearly the whole journey on 
foot. 

A few minutes later, Aksioutka was again waving her 
pendulums as she flew toward the hut once more, and 
Akoulina racked her brains every time to invent some 
fresh excuse for her husband^s delay. She tried to calm 
her own anxiety, but her attempts were attended with but 
little success. Her heart was very heavy, and she felt 
quite incapable of setting to work at the preparations for 
the morrow^s festivities. 

What caused her still more trouble was the fact that the 
carpenter’s wife told her that she had seen a man exactly 
like Iliitch drive up toward the avenue, and then turn 
round and go off in the opposite direction. 

The children, too, were longing for their father’s arrival 
with an impatience mingled with uneasiness, though from 
different reasons than their mother’s. Anioutka and 
Machka had been left without a shouba, and without the 


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caftan which enabled them to go out into the street, one at 
a time at any rate, and they were consequently obliged to 
play close to the house, clad only in their frocks. Their 
rushings up and down were a source of perpetual incon- 
venience to the tenants of the isba as they went in and out. 

Once little Machka collided against the legs of the car- 
penter^s wife while the latter was carrying some water, and 
though she began to cry immediately, she got her hair well 
pulled, which made her cry all the louder. When she suc- 
ceeded in steering clear of every one, she bounded right 
through the door-way, and, by the aid of the barrels in the 
room, leaped nimbly on to the stove. 

The barina and Akoulina were the only two who really 
felt anxious on account of Pohkey himself. The children 
thought of the clothes which he had taken with him. 

When the barina asked Egor Mikhailovitch, as he made 
his report to her, if Polikey had not yet arrived, and where 
he thought he could be, he rephed, with a smile, that he 
could not tell, and he showed obvious signs of satisfaction 
at seeing his suppositions realized. 

He is sure to arrive about dinner-time,^^ he added in a 
significant tone. 

During the whole of that day, however, no one in Pokrov- 
ski heard anything of Polikey. It was only later that one 
learned that the moujiks in the neighborhood had seen him 
driving along the road without his cap, asking every one 
he met if he had seen a letter. One man had come across 
him lying asleep by the edge of the road, near the horse 
which was still harnessed to the car. 

“ I thought he was dead drunk,” said this man, “ and 
that the horse had had nothing to eat or drink for a couple 
of days, it looked so thin.” • 

Akoulina never closed her eyes that night. Her ears 
were continually on the strain, but there were no signs of 
Polikey'^s coming. She would have suffered still more if 
she had had no one to look after, or if she had had a cook 


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and other servants; but when the cock had crowed for the 
third time and she heard the carpenter’s wife already stir- 
ring, Akoulina was obliged to get up too and light the 
stove. 

This was the day of the festival. Before dawn the bread 
had to be taken out of the oven, the kvass had to be made, 
the cake to be baked, the cow to be milked, the dresses 
and shirts had to be ironed, the children had to be washed, 
water had to be drawn, and a share of the stove had to be 
fought for with her neighbors. Akoulina engaged in these 
manifold occupations without her ears ever ceasing to be on 
the stram. 

The day was already breaking. The bells were calling 
the faithful to prayers; , the children got up; but still 
Polikey did not come. There had been a frost that night 
for the first time, and there was a slight covering of snow 
on the fields, the road, and the house-tops. The morning 
broke fine and bright and cold, just as if it had been made 
on purpose for the festival, and with the express intention 
of enabling people to see and hear well over long distances. 
Akoulina was standing in front of the stove, where she was 
so absorbed in the baking of her cake that she did not hear 
Polikey enter. It was only from the children’s shouts that 
she learned that her husband had returned. 

Anioutka, in her quality of eldest daughter, had anointed 
her head with grease, and donned her finest clothes. She 
wore a dress of pink print, new but torn, a present from 
the barina. It fitted her very badly, but maddened the 
neighbors with envy. Her hair glistened brightly; she had 
used the half of a candle-end upon it, and her boots, 
though they were not new, were of fairly fine leather. 
Machka, still in undress, was playing about in the mud, 
and Anioutka kept herself at a safe distance from her 
younger sister for fear of being dirtied. 

The httle girl was outside when Polikey arrived with a 
small bag. 


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Daddy’s come!” she cried. 

Then she rushed inside the room like’^a thunder-bolt, soil- 
ing Anioutka as she passed her; whereupon Anioutka, los- 
ing her fear of getting dirtied, began to beat her little sis- 
ter. Akoulina not being able to leave her work, was 
obliged to content herself with shouting at her children. 

“ Mind what you’re doing, or I’ll come and beat you 
all!” she exclaimed. 

Then she turned round toward the door. Ihitch, carry- 
ing a little bag in his hand, had entered the lobby, and had 
immediately crept into his own hut. 

Akoulina thought that he looked pale, and that his face 
bore traces either of laughter or tears. But she had not 
time to examine him very closely. 

‘‘Well, Iliitch,”she said, still standing by the stove, 
“has all gone well?” However, Iliitch merely muttered 
something between his teeth which she could not catch. 

“ Have you been to see the barina yet?” she next asked. 

Iliitch sat down on the bed and glanced around him 
with a dazed expression, while that smile, expressive of 
guilt and the profoundest misfortune, broke out upon his 
face. He sat for a long time without speaking. 

“Well, Iliitch, what are you waiting so long for?” 
Akoulina now asked. 

“ I — I have given the barina the money, Akoulina. You 
ought to have heard her thank me, ” he ejaculated, sud- 
denly, looking round him with an ever-deepening look of 
agony, though he was still smiling. Two things seem 
specially to attract the attention of his restless, feverish 
eyes, the rope which supported the baby’s cradle and the 
baby itself. He went up to the cradle, and with his 
slender fingers he quickly untied the knot in the cord. 
Then he looked at the baby. 

J ust at this moment Akoulina came into the place, carry- 
ing a cake on a board, and then Iliitch hastily hid the rope 
in his breast and sat down again upon the bed. 


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What’s the matter with you, Iliitch?” I’m sure you 
look as though there were something wrong!” said Akou- 
lina. 

I have had no sleep,” her husband answered. 

Something rushed rapidly in front of the window, and, a 
moment afterward, Aksioutka, the maid from the mansion, 
darted in like an arrow. 

The barina wants Pohkey. He is to come at once to 
the said Advotia Mikhailovna. At once!” 

Polikey looked alternately at Akoulina and his little 
child. 

“At once! What else is there to be done?” he ex- 
claimed in so natural a tone that Akoulina felt quite reas- 
sured. “ Perhaps she wants to reward him,” she thought. 

“ Go and tell her that I will be there immediately.” 

He then rose and went out, and his wife took up a 
wooden trough, and placed it on the bench and poured into 
it the water from a tub, which she kept near the door, as 
well as some from a pail which she had warmed in the 
oven. Then she turned up her sleeves and dipped her 
hands in the trough. 

“ Come along, Machka; I’m going to wash you.” 

The flighty little creature began to cry. 

“ Come along, you dirty little thing; I’m going to put a 
clean shift on you, for I’ve no time to waste; I’ve got yoiir 
sister to wash yet.” 

Polikey had not, however, followed the maid to the 
barina’s house; he had bent his steps in quite a different 
direction. Outside the lobby, near the wall, there was a 
steep staircase which led to the lumber-room. When 
Polikey came out of the lobby he glanced round him, and 
then, seeing no one, he mounted this staircase nimbly and 
briskly, almost running up it. 

“ Why doesn’t Polikey come?” exclaimed the barina, 
impatiently, to Douniasha, who was combing her hair. 
“ Where is he? Why doesn’t he come?” 


POLIKOUCHKA. 


57 


Once more Aksioutka flew toward the dwelling of the 
dvorovni, shot through the lobby, and gave orders that 
Iliitch was to go to the barina. 

‘‘But he^s gone ever so long since exclaimed Akou- 
lina, who, having finished washing Machka, had just put 
the baby, Siomka, in the trough, and was moistening its 
short scanty hair without being able to stop its crying. 

The child was indeed screaming and pulling faces, and 
trying to grasp something in its little straggling hands. 
Akoulina, with one of her big ones, supported its plump 
and many wrinkled little back, while she washed it with 
the other. 

“ Go and see if he hasn^t dropped off to sleep in some 
corner or other, she said, glancing round with a weary 
look. , 

The carpenter^s wife, with her hair in disorder and her 
bodice unfastened, had just gone up the staircase to the 
lumber-room, holding up her skirts as she went, to fetch a 
dress which was hanging there to dry. Suddenly a scream 
of terror sounded from the lumber-room, and then the car- 
penter^s wife dashed down the stairs, more after the man- 
ner of a cat than a woman, with her eyes shut and looking 
quiet distraught. 

“ Iliitch she cried. 

Akouhna let the baby slip from her hands. 

“ He has hanged himself screamed the carpenter^s 
wife. 

Then, without stopping to look at the child, which was 
rolling about in the trough like a little ball, with its feet 
in the air and its head under the water, Akoulina rushed 
toward the lobby. 

“ He is hanging from the rafters!’^ cried the carpenter ^s 
wife; but she ceased speaking when she saw Akoulina. 

Before any one could stop her the latter rushed toward 
the staircase and sprung up it; then, breaking out into a 
piercing scream, she fell back as though she were dead; 


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and indeed she would have been killed if the crowd of peo- 
ple who poured out of all of the huts had not supported 
her. 


XL 

Foe some moments nothing definite could be ascer- 
tained, owing to the general confusion. Every one was 
talking and shouting at once, and the children and old 
women were crying. Akoulina still remained in a state of 
unconsciousness. At last the men, including the carpenter 
and steward, who had arrived, ascended into the lumber- 
room, while the carpenter^s wife repeated for the twentieth 
time how, without thinking of anything at all, she had 
gone to fetch her dress. 

“ I just happened to turn my eyes on one side, and I 
saw a man,^^ she said. ‘‘I looked at him; there was a 
cap lying near him, and I noticed that his legs were swing- 
ing about. I turned quite frozen! Just fancy! It was a 
man who had hanged himself, and I was looking at him! 
Then I fiew down the stairs, and I really donT recollect 
how I got down them. It^s only by a miracle that I didnT 
kill myself. They are so high and so steep that I might 
easily have been killed on the spot. 

The men who now came down from the lumber-room 
told the same story. Hutch, wearing only his shirt and 
trousers, had hanged himself from one of the rafters with 
the very rope which he had unknotted from the cradle. 
His cap was lying on one side of him; he had taken oft his 
caftan and shouba, and had carefully folded them up; his 
feet were just touching the floor, but there were no signs of 
life to be observed. 

Akoulina at last recovered consciousness, and immedi- 
ately darted toward the stairs again; but the others held 
her back. 


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Mammy! Siomka is choking suddenly cried her little 
daughter from the hut. 

Akoulina wrenched herself free and ran into her dwell- 
ing. The baby was lying on its back in the trough, quite 
motionless. Its little legs were perfectly still. Akoulina 
took it in her arms, but it neither breathed nor moved. 
Then she laid it down on the bed, and, pressing its chin 
between her hands, she uttered a shriek so loud and pierc- 
ing and terrible that Machka, who had begun to laugh, 
stopped up her ears and rushed crying into the lobby. 

The crowd of people outside now broke out into fresh cries 
and tears as they made their way into the hut. They took 
up the poor child and rubbed it vigorously, but all to no 
purpose. 

Akoulina flung herself upon the bed and burst into a 
peal of delirious laughter, laughteii of such an awful char- 
acter that all those who heard it were stricken with terror. 
It was only on an occasion of this sort, when one saw the 
lobby so crowded with a throng of husbands and wives, and 
old folks and children, that one could form a guess at the 
number^ and nature of those who lived in this dwelling of 
the dvorovni. 

[ Every one was in a state of excitement; all were talking, 
and many were cr3dng: but no one did anything. 

The carpenter^s wife was constantly discovering some 
one who had not yet heard her story; and she was now 
relating for the hundredth time how her sensitive heart 
had been overwhelmed by the unexpected sight she had be- 
held, and how God had miraculously preserved her from a 
fatal fall down the stairs. 

The little old man who managed the village tavern, and 
who had come up mutfled in a woman’s cloak, related how, 
in the late barina’s time, a woman had thrown herself into 
the lake. 

The steward, meanwhile, sent for the chief of the police, 
and for a priest, and selected a guard. Aksioutka, the 


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young girl from the great house^ was gazing, with her eyes 
starting from her head, through a hole in the lumber- 
room, and though she was not able to see anything, she 
could not tear herself away to return to the barina. Agafia 
Mikhailovna, the late lady’s-maid to the old barina, was 
weeping and crying for some tea to calm her nerves. The 
babouchkd^ Anna, was laying out the little corpse on the 
table with her plump, nimble hands, which were saturated 
with olive oil. The other women remained near Akoulina, 
gazing at her in silence. The children crouched in a cor^ 
ner, and uttered piercing screams as they looked at their 
mother; however, after a time they grew quiet, and as 
their eyes again fell upon her, they shrunk still further 
back into their corner. 

The neighbors’ children and the moujiks clustered round 
the steps, and gazed With terrified faces through the door- 
way and windows, without being able to see anything, or 
to make out what was going on; and they kept inquiring 
one of another what had happened. According to one ac- 
count the carpenter had hewn one of his wife’s legs ofi with 
an ax: according to another, the laundress had just given 
birth to three children; wliile a third story was that the 
cook’s cat, having suddenly gone mad, had bitten a great 
number of people. . 

The truth, however, gradually became known, and it 
finally reached the ears of the barina, coming upon her 
quite suddenly, and without her being in any way prepared 
for it. It was the brusque Egor who thus clumsily an- 
nounced it to her, and her nerves were so terribly shaken 
by the news that she lost consciousness for some time. 

The excitement of the crowd was now diminishffig. The 
carpenter’s wife set her samovar going and made some tea; 
whereupon the strangers, as they received no invitation, 
felt it rather awkward to remain, and so went off. Already 


* Grandmother. 


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several of those who had been attracted by curiosity were 
retiring, having learned what had happened, crossing 
themselves as they went, and the children were fighting 
among themselves near the steps, when suddenly the cry 
passed from mouth to mouth: “ The barina! the barina!^^ 

Once more the sightseers drew together, but they opened 
up a space to enable the barina to approach, and they all 
appeared very anxious to see what she was going to do. 
Her face was pale, and her eyes were red with weeping. 
Sht. entered the lobby, and made her way into Akoulina's 
abode. Dozens of heads clustered closely round the door- 
way, and a woman in an interesting condition was so tight- 
ly squeezed that she began to groan; however, she im- 
mediately took advantage of this to secure herself a place 
in the front row. 

It was only natural that they should all eagerly press for- 
ward to see the barina in Akoulina's dwelling. For the 
dvorovni it was something like the flare of Bengal lights at 
the close of a display of fire-works. A flare of Bengal lights 
is a beautiful sight, and it was a beautiful sight to see the 
barina, dressed in silk and lace visiting Akoulina in her 
poor abode. 

When she reached the poor woman she took hold of her 
hand, but Akoulina pulled it violently away, an action 
which made the old dvorovni shake their heads reprehen- 
sively. 

“ Akoulina," said the barina, “ remember that you have 
children; take care of yourself." 

Akoulina broke out into a peal of laughter and rose up. 

“I have children, all in cash, all in cash! I have no 
notes!" she replied rapidly. ‘‘ I told Iliitch not to take 
any notes. And now they've gone and greased the wheel 
with tar; with tar and soap, madame, as thick as though it 
were dirt, and it all comes off directly!" 

Then she broke out into a still more piercing peal of 
laughter than before. 


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The barina now sent for a nurse to come with some mus- 
tard. 

‘‘ Give me some cold water/^ she said. 

She set about getting it herself, but at sight of the dead 
baby, in front of which the babouchka Anna was standing, 
she turned away and every one could see her cover her face 
with her handkerchief and burst into tears, while the 
babouchka Anna veiled the body with a cloth, and straight 
ened the little hands with her practiced plump fingers, 
shaking her head so sadly while she did so, and manifest- 
ing such deep sympathy in the expression of her lips and 
eyes that every one oould see what a kindly heart she had. 
If the barina had seen her she would have been touched, 
but she was too much overcome to notice anything. She 
burst into tears and fell into another nervous fainting fit, 
and had to be led out into the lobby and taken back to her 
own house. 

‘‘ She has done all she could, thought most of the mou- 
jiks, as they went ofi in different directions. 

Akoulina was still rambling deliriously. • They carried 
her into another room and bestowed every care upon her, 
covering her body with mustard plasters land her head with 
ice; but she continued to remain in a state of delirium. 
She shed no tears; on the contrary, as she chattered and 
gesticulated, she laughed in such a way that the good folks 
who were attending her could not restrain themselves, but 
were obliged to laugh to. 


XII. 

The festival was but sadly kept at Pokrovski, and 
although the weather was very fine, the streets were almost 
deserted. The young girts did not meet together to sing 
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played on accordions and balalaiJcas,'^ nor joked and 
laughed with the girls. 

The villagers remained in their huts, and when they 
spoke it was in low voices, as though they were afraid of 
some evil spirit hearing them. 

The day was spent gloomily, and when the evening came 
and darkness set in, the dogs began to howl, and the wind 
rose and roared down the chimneys; all the inhabitants of 
the dwellings of the dvorovni being overwhelmed with ter- 
ror. Those of them who possessed tapers hghted them in 
front of the eikons; those who were alone in their shanties 
went and sought hospitahty from their neighbors; while 
those whose duty called them to the stables were too fright- 
ened to go there, and pitilessly allowed the poor animals to 
remain without food till the morning. All the holy water, 
which was carefully kept in little flasks, was entirely con- 
sumed during the night. 

Several persons even heard heavy footsteps over then- 
heads, and .the farrier distinctly saw a serpent flying 
straight into the lumber-room. 

In Polikey^s hut, from which the mad woman and her 
children had been removed, the neighbors recited funeral 
psalms, led by two little old women and a nun. This lat- 
ter was so zealous and ardent that she recited psalms not 
only for the baby, but for all the troubles which had hap- 
pened. The barina had requested her to do so. 

The little old women and the nun also heard the rafters 
shaking, and some one sobbing up above, just as each 
psalm came to an end; but there was perfect silence once 
more when they read that God had risen again. 

The carpenter’s wife had invited a neighbor to join her, 
and they both spent the night wide awake, drinking tea so 
copiously that they exhausted the whole week’s stock. 


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They, too, both heard the rafters shaking overhead and 
what sounded like bags falling upon the floor. 

Every one would have died from sheer terror if it had 
not been for the presence of the guard of moujiks, who in- 
fused some little courage into the dvorovni. These mou- 
jiks were lying down on some hay in the lobby, and they 
also subsequently asserted that they had heard the same 
extraordinary sounds, though, as a matter of fact, they had 
spent the night quietly chatting about the conscription, 
munching bread and scratching themselves. They im- 
pregnated the lobby with such a characteristic moujik-like 
odor that the carpenter^s wife spat as she went past them, 
and said, in an insulting tone, that there were evidently 
some genuine moujiks there. 

Notwithstanding all the strange soimds, the dead man 
still hung quietly from the rafters, so that it seemed as if 
the Evil One himself had spread his wings during the night 
over the dwelling of the dvorovni, and had held them un- 
der his maleflcent influence. So, at least, all believed. I 
do not know upon what this belief was founded, and I am 
inclined to think that it really had no foundation at all. 
I am of opinion that if, during that night of terror, some 
brave man had taken a candle or a lantern, and then cross- 
ing himself, or even without crossing himself, had entered 
the lumber-room, and then by means of liis light had slow- 
ly dispelled the terror of the darkness, illuminating the 
rafters, the sandy floor, the stove-tiles covered with spiders’ 
webs, and the tippets which had been left there by the 
carpenter’s wife; I believe that if he had strode right on 
to niitch without allowing himself to be overcome by 
fright, but had raised his lantern as high as his head, he 
would merely have seen Polikey’s familiar scranny form, 
with its feet resting on the ground, for the cord had 
stretched. He would have seen that the dead peasant was 
inclined somewhat on one side, hanging indeed quite mo- 
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'from which the cross had been removed: and with that 
kindly face of his, those sightless eyes open and staring 
rigidly, and that geiitle, guilty-looking smile, while about 
all the poor body there seemed to be a sternly severe ap- 
pearance of atonement. 

The carpenter^s wife, crouching on her bed, with hei 
hair in disorder and her eyes haggard, listening to what 
seemed to her like the sound of falling sacks, was certainly 
a more terrible and frightful sight than poor Iliitch, though 
he had been robbed of his cross so that it might be laid on 
the rafters. 

Up at the barina^s there was the same general feeling of 
terror, and her own room reeked with the odor of eau-de- 
Cologne and drugs. Douniasha was melting bees^-wax, and 
pouring it into cold water. Why was she thus making 
“ spousk?^^* I really don’t know, but it was made when- 
ever the barina felt indisposed, and just now she was so 
thoroughly upset as to be really ill. 

Douniasha’ s aunt had come to spend the night with her, 
in order to inspire her with a Mttle courage. All the wom- 
en, togethef with little Aksioutka, were sitting talking in 
the dievitchia. f 

Who will go and get some oh?” asked Douniasha, 
abruptly. 

‘‘ I wouldn’t go for all the world!” said the second maid, 
in a decided tone. 

“ Won’t you go with Aksioutka?” 

‘‘ ITl go by myself; I’m not the least bit afraid,” replied 
Aksioutka; but she had no sooner made this..offer than she 
felt a feeling of terror springing up within her. 

‘‘ Very well, then, you brave little thing, go and ask the 

* A preparation of melted bees’ -wax and oil poured into cold 
water. It is considered by the people to be a specific against sick 
headaches and nervous attacks, and is poured upon the patient’s 
head. 

f The servants’ room. 

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babouchka Anna to give you some in a glass, and bring it 
here without spilling it/^ Douniasha said to her. 

Aksioutka held up her dress with one hand, and as this 
prevented her from swinging both her arms, she made the 
free one oscillate at twice its usual rate, and then she abso- 
lutely flew off. She was greatly frightened, and she felt 
that if she saw anything or any one, it didn^t matter who 
or what, even her own mother, she would die of terror. 
Then, firmly closing her eyes, she darted along the familiar 
path. 


xni. 

Is the barina asleep or not?^^ abruptly said a moujik 
in a deep voice to the’ httle girl. 

The latter opened her eyes, which she had hithertb kept 
firmly closed, and beheld a figure which seemed to her to 
be higher than the house. She broke out into a scream, 
turned rapidly round, and then flew off so fleetly that her 
skirt had barely time to follow her. 

She sprung up the steps at a single leap, and another one 
brought her again into the dievitchia. Then she flung 
herself on to the bed with a wild sob. 

Douniasha, her aunt, and the second maid, were frozen 
with terror. Before they had time to recover themselves, 
the sound of slow, heavy footsteps was heard in the lobby; 
then they drew close to the door. 

Douniasha let the spousk drop on to the ground, and 
rushed to the barina's room; the second maid hid herself 
behind a skirt that was hanging against the wall. The 
aunt, who was more courageous, thought of fastening the 
door, but before she could do so it was opened, and a mou- 
jik entered the room. 

It was Doutloff, in his heavy boots. Taking no notice of 
the women's terror, he glanced about in search of the 
eikons, but not being able to discover the little image which 


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was hung in the left corner, he crossed himself in front of 
a sideboard decked with glasses. Then he laid his cap 
down upon the window-ledge, thrust his big right hand 
into his touloup, as though he wanted to scratch himself 
under his armpit, and drew out an envelope sealed with 
five brown seals bearing the impress of an anchor. 

Douniasha^s aunt laid her hands on her breast, and it 
was as much as she could do to speak. 

Oh, what a fright you have given me. Semen she 
said. I can scarcely talk. I made sure that my end 
had come!^^ 

“ How could you come into the room in such a way as 
that?^^ exclaimed the second maid, leaving her refuge be- 
hind the skirt. 

To say nothing about your having frightened the 
barina!'’^ added Douniasha, making her appearance from 
behind the door. “ Why do you come invading the die- 
vitchia in this way, without any warning? Ik's just like a 
moujik!^-’ 

Without attempting to offer any excuses, Doutloff said 
that he wanted to see the barina. 

“ She isnT well,"’^ replied Douniasha. 

Just at that moment Aksioutka broke out into a peal of 
laughter, so shrill and unseemly that she was obliged to 
bury her head again in the pillows of the bed; and for a 
whole hour, despite the threats of Douniasha and her aunt, 
she could not raise it without a wild outburst, as though 
something or other were struggling inside her rosy breast 
and red cheeks. It seemed to her so comical that every 
one should have been in such a dreadful state of fright. 
After each attack she buried her face again in the cover- 
let, and then her feet wriggled and her whole body shook 
as though she were in a fit of convulsions. 

Doutloff stood and looked at her attentively/ as if he 
were trying to discover what was the matter with her; 


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finally, not being able to make it out, he turned away and 
began to speak again. 

‘‘ I come on a very important errand/^ he said. Just 
go and tell the barina that a moujik has found the letter 
containing the money. 

What money?^' asked Douniasha, and before going to 
announce the moujik, she read the address on the envelope, 
and asked Doutlofl where and how he had found this 
money which Polikey ought to have brought back from the 
town. After having heard all the details, and having 
driven the little girl, who still persevered in her noisy out- 
burst, into the lobby, the maid went to the barina^s room. 
To the great astonishment of Doutlofi, however, the barina 
refused to see him, and gave no reason. 

‘‘ I know nothing about it, and I donT want to know 
anything, she said to Douniasha. ‘‘What moujik is it, 
and what money? I can^t and I wonT see any one. They 
mustn’t come troubling me now.” 

“ Well, but what am I to do with it?” exclaimed Dout- 
loff, turning the envelope over and over in his fingers. 
“ There is a large sum of money inside. What is it that is 
written here?” he asked Douniasha, who read the address 
to him» 

Doutloff still hesitated. He hoped that the money was 
perhaps not intended for liie barina, and that the address 
had been incorrectly read to him; however, Douniasha re- 
peated it in the same way again. 

At last he sighed, and, replacing the envelope in his 
breast, prepared to retire. 

“ I must give this to the stanovoi,”* he said. 

“ Wait a moment, and ITl make another attempt,” re- 
joined Douniasha, who had carefully watched the moujik 
as he put the envelope in his breast. “ Give the letter to 
me!” 


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Doutloff took the enyelope out again, but he did not at 
once give it to Douniasha. “ Tell her thatJ)outloff Se- 
men has found it on the high-road/" he said at last. 

‘‘ Very well. Give it to me; come, give it to me!"" 

‘‘ At first I thought it was a letter of no importance, but 
a soldier told me that it contained some bank-notes. "" 

“ Yes, yes! That"s right. Come, he quick and give it 
to me!"" 

I did not dare to take it home with me, because, be- 
cause — "" continued the moujik, still keeping hold of the 
precious envelope. ‘‘ Well, tell her all that,"" he added. 

Douniasha now snatched the letter from his hands, and 
again repaired to the barina"s room. 

Oh, for God"s sake, Douniasha,^" exclaimed the harina, 
reproachfully, ‘‘don"t bother me any more about this 
money. When I think that that poor little baby — "" 

‘‘ But, madame, the moujik does not know to whom you 
would like him to deliver this money."" 

The barina opened the envelope, started at the sight of 
the notes, and then assumed a thoughtful expression. 

‘‘ It is a terrible thing, money is! What evil it causes!"" | 
she remarked. I 

It is Doutloff, madame, who brought it here. Is he to 
go away, or will you see him? Is the money all there?"" 
asked Douniasha. 

“ I won"t have an3dhing to do with this money! There 
is a curse upon it. Think what it has caused ! Tell him 
to keep it himself,"" replied the barina, holding it out to 
Douniasha. 

Yes, yes,"" she continued to the astonished servant, 
“let biTTi keep it himself and let him do what he likes 
with it."" 

“ Fifteen hundred roubles!"" exclaimed Douniasha, 
smiling like a child. 

“ Let him keep it all!"" repeated the barina, impatient- 
ly. “ Can"t you understand what I say? There is a curse 


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upon it! Never speak to me about it again! Let tbe 
moujik who found it keep it for himself. There, you can 
go now; that will do.^^ 

Douniasha re-entered the dievitchia. 

“ Is the amount all right asked Doutloff. 

“ Count it for yourself/^ the young woman replied, 
handing him the envelope. My orders are to give it to 
you. 

Doutloff put his cap under his arm, and began to count 
the notes. 

“ Is it all right?^" 

The moujik imagined that the barina was ignorant and 
did not know how to count, so that she had sent to him to 
ask him to count the notes for her. 

“ Well, but you can count them in your own house. 
These notes are yours; the money is your own,^^ said 
Douniasha to him impatiently. ‘‘ ‘ I donT want to see the 
fellow,^ so the barina said to me; ‘ give the money to him 
who found it. ^ 

Doutloff, without changing his position, fixed his eyes 
upon Douniasha. 

Is that really true?^^ cried Douniasha^s aunt, clapping 
her hands. ‘‘ Well, Heaven is showering blessings upon 
him I” 

The second maid could not believe her ears. 

“What do you mean, Agafia Mikhailovna? Are you 
joking?^^ asked .Doutlofi. 

“ No, indeed; there is no joking about it. I have been 
ordered to give it all to you. Well, take it and be oS./^ 
cried Douniasha, quite unable to conceal her vexation. 

To one man this money had brought death, while to the 
other it was giving joy. 

“Fifteen hundred roubles are certainly no joke said 
the aunt. 

“ And there is even more than that!^^ added Douniasha. 
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honor of the great Saint Nicholas/^ she resumed with a 
scornful air. Well, haven^t you recovered your wits yet? 
I shouldnH have minded if such a windfall had come to a 
poor man, but this fellow has already got quite sufficient 
without that!^^ 

Doutloif at last began to understand that the girl was 
not joking; so he proceeded to gather the notes together 
and placed them in the envelope again. His hands were 
trembling, and he kept glancing continually at the girls to 
make sure that it was all really quite true. 

‘‘Just look at him! He can^t get his senses back, he^s 
so muddled with delight, said Houniasha, desirous of 
showing all her contempt both for the moujik and the 
money. “Wait a moment,’’^ she added, “and Iffi help 
you to pick them up. 

She was about to do as she said, but Doutloff prevented 
her. He crumpled the notes up in his hands, thrust them 
altogether into the recesses of his touloup, and took up his 
cap. 

“ Are you quite satisfied cried Houniasha. 

“ I don^t know what to say. It is really — 

But he could not finish the sentence which he had com- 
menced. He let his hand drop, smiled, almost cried, and 
then went away. 

The little bell in the barina^s room was now heard ring- 
ing. 

“Well, have you given him the money ?^^ inquired the 
barina. 

“ Yes,’ ^ replied Houniasha. 

“ Was he pleased?” 

“ He is quite dazed with joy.” 

“ Ah! Call him back; I want to ask him how he hap- 
pened to find it. Bring him here; I can not go to him.” 

Houniasha ran off, and found the moujik in the lobby. 

Without putting on his cap, he had taken out his purse, 
and was bending over it, untying the strings, while he held 


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the notes fast between his teeth. He probably felt as 
though the money would not really belong to him until he 
had got it safely stowed away in his purse. He was struck 
with alarm when Douniasha called him back. 

What! Avdotia — Aydotia Mikhailoyna — does she want 
to take it away from me again? You must^ at least, say a 
word for me! If you will, I swear that I will bring you 
some honey. 

‘‘ Very well; bring me some.^^ 

The door was opened, and the moujik was conducted 
into the barina^s presence. He felt far from easy in mind. 

“ Oh, dear! supposing she is going to take it back from 
me!^^ he thought. 

As he crossed the room he lifted up his feet as though he 
were walking through tall grass, so as to avoid making a 
noise with his heavy boots. He was growing so confused 
and troubled that at first he saw nothing around him. 

However, as he passed in front of a mirror he glanced at 
it, and then he beheld some fiowers, a moujik (himself) 
lifting up his feet, the picture of a barine with small eyes, 
a sort of green barrel, and then something white. 

Suddenly the something white began to speak. It was 
the barina. Doutloff now completely lost his understand- 
ing. He did not know where he was, and everything 
seemed surrounded with a confusing haze. 

• “ Is it you, Doutloff?^ ^ 

“ Yes, madame. I didnT touch the envelope. It was 
just as I found it,^^ he stammered out. ‘‘lam not so 
greatly pleased that I did find it, for God knows I have 
quite exhausted my poor horse. 

“ Well, but you are a lucky fellow, said the barina, 
with a smile of scornful kindliness. “ Well, you can keep 
it all for yourself. 

Doutloff could only open his eyes to their widest extent. 

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his mistress. “ God grant that yon may put it to a good 
use. Well/ are you pleased?^^ 

‘^Pleased! I am too happy, dear lady! I shall spend 
my life in praying to God for you. I am very happy, too, 
that through God^s mercy our barina is still alive. 

‘‘ Tell me how you came to find the money. 

We have all of us always tried to please the barina, to 
live honestly, and not to — 

‘^Just see how terribly muddled he is, madame!^^ re- 
marked Douniasha. 

“ Well, I had just taken my nephew off to be enrolled,^^ 
resumed Doutloff, ‘‘ and it was while I was coming back 
that I found the envelope on the road. Pohkey had no 
doubt dropped it. 

Very well; go away now, go away,^^ replied the barina, 
abruptly. I am very glad to know this. 

‘‘ How very happy you have made me, dear lady!^^ the 
moujik repeated. 

It then occurred to him that he had not properly 
thanked the barina, and that he had thus failed in his 
duty. The barina and Douniasha hstened to him smiling- 
ly as he did present his thanks, and he then took himself 
off, again carefully lifting ,up his feet as though he were 
walking through tall grass. It was with great difificulty 
that he restrained himself from running, for he still could 
not help fearing lest some one should once more come and 
fetch bim back and take the money away from him. 


xrv. 

Once clear of the house, and on the fresh turf, Doutloff 
strode on by the edge of the road toward a little lime-tree. 
He took oft his belt so that he might more easily get at his 
purse, and stow his money safely in it. His lips moved, 
but no sound proceeded from them as he tied his purse up 
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himself and pursued his way along the path as though he 
were drunk, that is, in a zigzag fashion, conipletely ab- 
sorbed in the thoughts which were crowding his brain. 

At last he saw in front of him a moujik who was coming 
toward him. He called out to him. It was Efim, his elder 
nephew, who, armed with a heavy stick, was one of those 
keeping guard over the dwelling of the dvorovni. 

“Halloo, Uncle Semen cried Efim, gayly, hastening 
up to him, for he did not feel quite easy being all alone by 
himself. “ Well, have you taken the recruits 

“ Yes. And you, what are you doing here?” 

“ They have left me here to keep guard over Iliitch, the 
suicide. ” 

“ Where is he?” 

“Up there in the lumber-room. It’s there, they say, 
that he hanged himself,” replied Efim, pointing through 
the gloom to the roof of the dwelling of the dvorovni. 

Doutloff looked in the direction indicated, and, although 
he could not see anything, he frowned and shook his head. 

“ The Stanovoi has come, so the coachman told me, and 
they are going to take the body down very soon,” con- 
tinued Efim. “ It’s frightful to think of these things at 
night! I wouldn’t go up there in the dark for all the 
world, not even if I were ordered to do so. I wouldn’t go 
up, even if I knew that Egor Mikhailovitch would strike 
me dead if I didn’t!” 

“ What a terrible sin! What a terrible sin!” said old 
Doutloff, obviously for form’s sake, and with his thoughts 
on totally different matters. 

He was just going on again, when Egor Mikhailovitch’s 
voice stopped him. 

“Here, sentry! Come here!” cried the steward from 
the steps. 

When Efim went up to him, Egor asked him: 

“ Who is that moujik you were speaking with?” 

“ Doutloff.” 


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Ah!— halloo. Semen, is that you? Just come here, 
too!^^ 

When Doutloff came up, he saw, by the light of' the lan- 
tern which the coachman was carrying, that Egor Mikhail- 
ovitch was accompanied by a little official, wearing a cap 
with a cockade in it, and a cloak. It was the stanovoi. 

“ This old man here will go with us as well,^^ said Egor, 
as Semen came up. 

The old man was far from willing, but what could he do 
to help himself? 

“ You, Efim, you who are young, must run up to the 
lumber-room, where the man is hanging and clear the 
staii^ and get the place ready for his excellency to go up.'’^ 

Efim, who had asserted that not for the whole world 
would he enter the dwelling of the dvorovni, now imme- 
diately ran off toward it, stamping the ground with his 
boots in a noisy fashion. The stanovoi, meanwhile, struck 
a match and lighted his pipe. He lived some two versts 
away. As he had recently been sharply reprimanded by 
the ispravnik* for drunkenness, he was now exhibiting an 
unwonted amount of zeal. He had only arrived at ten 
o^ clock, and he wanted to see the dead man at once. 

Egor Mikhailovitch asked Doutloff how he came to be 
there, and the old man related, as they walked on, the 
story of his finding the notes and of the barina^s gift to 
him. He added that he had been coming to obtain Egor 
Mikhailovitch’s permission to keep the money. 

To Doutloff^s great alarm, the steward told him to pro- 
duce the envelope, which he then examined. The stanovoi, 
also in his turn, took it in his hands, and in a curt fashion 
demanded how it had come into Doutloff^s possession. 

“ IVe lost it now!^^ thought the old man. 

He was Just going to say someth^ in his own defense, 
when the stanovoi gave him the notes hack. 


* Chief district commissioner of police. 


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What a piece of luck for this bumpkin he said. 

“It has happened very fortunately for him/^ replied 
Egor Mikhailovitch; “ he has just taken his nephew to join 
the recruits, and now he will be able to buy him 

“ Ah, indeed said the stanovoi, continuing his course. 

“ You will buy Ilia off now, wonH you?^^ asked Egor 
Mikhailovitch. 

“ Buy him off? Is this money sufficient? And it^s too 
late now, isn't it?" said Doutloff. 

“ Well, it's your business, and not mine," replied the 
steward. 

Both of them followed on behind the stanovoi. 

They reached the dwelling of the dvorovni, in the lobby 
of which the odoriferous sentries were awaiting them with a 
lantern. Doutloff went in also. The sentries had a guilty 
look, which could only be attributed to the evil odor which 
they emitted, for they had done nothing wrong. They aU 
kept silence. 

“ Where is he?" now asked the stanovoi. 

.“Here," replied Egor Mikhailovitch, in a low voice. 
“ Efim," he added, “ you are young, go up in front with 
the lantern." 

Efim, who had just cleaned the steps, seemed now to 
have got rid of all his fear. He gayly began climbing up 
in front of the others. When he had gone up two or three 
steps he turned round, and, raising his lantern, showed the 
way to the stanovoi, who was followed by Egor Mikhail- 
ovitch. When they had disappeared inside the lumber- 
room, Doutloff, who had placed his foot on the lowest step, 
sighed deeply and stopped. Two minutes went by. The 
sound of footsteps could no longer be heard. The visitors 
were now doubtless standing close to the corpse. 

“ Uncle Semen! They want you up here!" Efim sud- 
denly called, whereu^n Doutloff ascended the steps. The 
light of the little lantern barely enabled the stanovoi and 
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there was a man^s form, with his back turned toward 
them. ■ It was Polikey. Doutloff strode through the door- 
way, and then crossed himself, and halted. 

‘‘ Turn him round, you men,"’^ said the stanovoL 
No one stirred. 

“ Come, Efim, you are young, said Egor Mikhailovitch. 
The young fellow went up to the rafter and turned 
Iliitch round. With an air of increasing gayety he glanced 
alternately at the hanging corpse and the official, some- 
what after the manner of a showman exhibiting an albino 
or a bearded woman, and who, looking now at his audience, 
and now at the phenomenon he is displaying, is ready to 
fall in with all the wishes of his patrons. 

Turn him round again. ^ 

Iliitch was turned round again. His arms swung feebly, 
and his feet dragged on the floor. 

Cut him down!^^ exclaimed the stanovoi. 

So you order us to cut the rope.^'’^ said Egor Mikhail- 
ovitch. Very well; get a knife, my men.'’^ 

Twice had the order to be given to the sentries and to 
Doutloff to cut the body down before they bestirred them- 
selves, though in the meanwhile Efim was twisting Iliitch 
round as though he were mere sheep-flesh. 

At last the cord was cut and the body taken down. The 
stanovoi announced that the surgeon would come in the 
morning, and then he allowed every one to retire. 

Doutloff went off in the direction, of his home, silently 
moving his lips up and down. At first he felt very unwell, 
but as he drew nearer to the village, liis disagreeable sensa- 
tions gradually passed away, and a feeling of deep joy per- 
vaded his heart. The shouts and songs of some tipsy men 
sounded in the streets; but Houtlofi, who never drank, 
went straight home, according to his usual custom. 

It was late when he reached the isba. His old woman 
was asleep. His eldest son, too, was sleeping with his boy 
on the stove, and his second son in the inner room. 


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Iliads wife was the only person who was still awake. 
Wearing a dirty chemise^ not the one which she usually 
wore on f4te days, and with her hair unfastened, she was 
sitting sobbing on the bench. She did not even rise to 
open the door for her uncle; but wept and moaned more 
bitterly than ever when she* saw him enter the isba. The 
old woman declared that she grieved beautifully, although 
she was so young, and had had such little practice in these 
things. 

The old woman soon got up and gave her husband his 
supper. Doutloff made Iliads wife retire from the table. 

“ There, there! We’ve had quite enough now!” he said 
to her at last. 

The woman went 1:o lie down on the bench, but she still 
continued weeping and moaning. Doutloff’s wife put the 
things on the table and took them away again in silence, and 
the old man himself refrained from speaking any further. As 
soon as he had said grace, he washed his hands, took down 
the stchoti * from the nail on which it was hanging, and 
then went into the inner room. There he whispered a few 
words into the ear of the old woman. Then the latter left 
him, and Doutloff began to clatter the little balls , of the 
stchoti. Presently the sound of a box being locked was 
heard, and Doutloff then went down into the cellar. 

When he returned, it was dark in the isba; the torch had 
died out. 

The old woman had now gone oif to bed in the loft, and, 
although in the day-time she never made the least noise, 
she at present filled the whole isba with the sound of her 
snores. The weeping wife had ended by crying herself to 
sleep. She was lying fully dressed on the bench, with 
nothing but the bare wood under her head, and she could 
not even be heard breathing. 

Doutloff said his prayers, glanced at Ilia’s wife, shook 


* An apparatus for counting in common use in Russia. 


POLIKOirCHKA. 


79 


his head, and then clambered up on to the stove and lay 
down by the side of his grandson. He let his boots drop 
down in the darkness, and then stretched himself out on 
his back with his eyes open, and listened to the insects 
which were buzzing on the wall, to the heavy breathing 
and snoring of the sleepers, and the snorting of the animals 
in the yard. 

He lay awake for a long time, and at last the moon rose 
and cast some little light into the isba. Doutloff could see 
Aksinia in her corner, and something else besides, which he 
could not quite make out. Was it his son^s caftan, he 
wondered, or a barrel which the women had put there, or a 
human being? Was he himself really awake or not? He 
scrutioized the object of his suspicions keenly. 

Ho doubt, the Evil One, who had driven Iliitch to the 
commission of his sinful act, and whose baleful influence 
had hovered over all dvorovni during the night, was stretch- 
ing out his spreading wings widely enough to overshadow 
even the village of Doutloff^s isba, where lay the money 
which had wrought Polikey^s woe. 

Doutloff, at any rate, felt conscious of the fiend^s pres- 
ence, and became a prey to a strange disquietude, being 
unable either to sleep Or to get up. The sight of that mys- 
terious object, the nature of which he could not determine, 
reminded bim at first of Ilia with his hands tied behind his - 
back, and th?n upon hearing Aksinia’s moans he seemed to 
see Polikey, with his arms swinging at his side. 

Suddenly he fancied that something flitted past the win- 
dow outside. 

What can it be? Can it be the staroste? But how has 
he been able to get in?^^ the old man asked himself, as he 
heard some footsteps in the passage. “ Perhaps my old 
woman has forgotten to fasten the door. 

The dog howled in the yard. Doutloff heard the mys- 
terious visitant pass along the passage, and then, as he 
subsequently related, grope about for the door. At first he 


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— the apparition — passed by it, and walked along the whole 
length of the passage, fumbling and trying to find it. 
Then ^eimocked against a barrel, which gave out an echo- 
ing sound, and then he again began to fumble as if trying 
to find the latch. 

At last he lighted upon it. The old man felt a shudder 
pass through his whole body. Now he seized the latch, 
and, entering the room, displayed a human face. 

Doutlofi already knew right well that he was the Evil 
One. He tried to cross himself but could not. Meanwhile 
the apparition went up to a table covered with a cloth, 
pulled the cloth off, threw it on to the fioor, and then 
sprung toward the stove. 

Then the old man saw that the fiend had taken the form 
of Iliitch. He showed his teeth, and his arms were sway- 
ing about. Then "he clambered up on to the stove, fell 
upon Doutloff, and tried to strangle him. 

‘‘ It is my money exclaimed the ghostly Iliitch. 

Let me go, and I wiU never do so again This was 
what Semen tried to say, but he could not do so. 

The phantom Iliitch pressed down upon his chest with 
the weight of a mountain. Doutloff knew very well that 
the offering up of a prayer would compel him to let go his 
hold, and he also knew what was the proper prayer to say, 
but he could not articulate the words of it. 

His little grandson, who was sleeping by%is side, now 
uttered a shrill scream and began to cry. Doutloff was 
squeezing him against the wall. The child’s cry loosened 
the old man’s tongue. Oh, God, arise!” he ejaculated. 

The apparition now slightly loosened his grip. Doutloff 
went on with his prayer, and then the phantom got down 
from off the stove, and the old man heard the sound of his 
feet striking against the floor. Doutloff then said all the 
prayers he knew, one after another. 

Iliitch’ s ghost now went toward the door, passed by the 
table, and banged the door behind him with such a clatter 


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81 


that the whole isba was shaken. The occupants, however, 
all continued to sleep, that is, with the exception of the old 
man and his grandson. Douhtloff still continued to pray; 
his whole body trembled. The child cried himself to sleep 
again, pressing closely up to his grandfather. 

Once more everything became quiet, and Doutloff lay 
quite motionless on his back. The cocks now began to 
crow on the other side of the wall, just below his ear. He 
heard the hens bustling about, and the young cocks trying 
to imitate the old ones, but failing in the attempt. 

Something then moved at the old many’s ffeet; it was a 
cat. It leaped down from the stove on- to the ground, 
lighting upon its velvety feet, and then it went off to the 
window 'and began to mew. Doutloff got up and opened 
the window. AU was gloomy and murky outside. 

He went out, crossing himself as he did . so, and entered 
the yard where the horses were stalled. There were clear 
signs that the Master'^ had been that way. The mare in 
the shed had entangled herself in her halter. She had 
upset her bran, and she stood with a leg lifted up in the 
air and her head turned round, casting an imploring look 
at her master. Her little colt had also fallen down on a 
dung-heap. Doutloff set it on its legs again and liberated 
the mare, fed her, and then went back into the isba. 

The old woman now got up and lighted a torch. 

‘‘ Call the children. I am going into the town,^^ said 
Doutloff. 

Having placed a taper in front of the eikons, he lighted 
it, and then went down into the cellar. By the time he 
returned, lights were gleaming in all the neighboring 
houses. The young people had risen, and w;ere preparing 
to set out. The women were flitting to and fro with pails 
of water and bowls of milk. Ignat was harnessing a horse 
to one of the cars, and his younger brother was greasing 


It is thus that the moujiks often style the Fiend. 


83 


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the other one. Iliads wife was no longer crying. When 
she had dressed herself^ and put a handkerchief over her 
head, she sat down on a bench to wait till it was time for 
her to go to the town to wish her husband a last farewell. 

The old man seemed surlier than usual. Without ad- 
dressing a word to any one, he put on his new caftan and 
his girdle; and then, taking with him the whole of Iliitch^s 
money, he went ofi to Egor Mikhailovitch^s house. 

‘^Make haste there he cried out to Ignat, who was 
making the wheel spin round on its raised and well-greased, 
axle. I shall be back in a moment; see that everything 
is ready for me. 

The steward had just got up. He was drinking some 
tea, and was about to set out for the town, where he had to 
dehver the recruits. 

What do you want?^'’ he asked of Doutlofl. 

“ I want to buy off my youngster, Egor Mikhailovitch. 
So pray do me a favor. You told me the other day of a 
substitute you knew of in the town. Tell me how I ought 
to set about the matter, for I am quite ignorant of these 
affairs. 

‘‘ Ah! you have thought better of it, then.^^^ 

‘‘ Yes. I have been thinking it over, Egor Mikhail- 
ovitch. It would be a shame to let him serve; he is my 
brother's son. Whatever the lad may have done, it would 
all the same be a shame. Oh, the evils that money en- 
genders! Do me the kindness, I beg of you, to instruct 
me as to what I must do,^^ concluded the old man, bowing 
to the ground. 

Egor Mikhailovitch assumed an air of deep meditation, 
as he always did on such occasions, pressed his lips tightly 
together, and then, without saying a word, began to think 
the matter over. Presently he wrote a couple of short 
notes, and then explained to the old man what he would 
have to do when he reached the town. 

By the time Doutloft* returned home, the young woman 


I*OLiKOUCHKA. 


S3 


had already driven off with Ignat; and a scranny mare, 
with a full stomach, and harnessed to the second vehicle, 
was standing in the yard. Doutloff pulled a switch from 
the hedge, wrapped his caftan closely Tound him, got into 
the car, and whipped the mare on. 

He made her go at such a rapid pace that her stomach 
soon lessened in size; and he kept his eyes averted from her 
for fear that he might be prompted to take pity upon her. 
He was tortured by the fear of arriving too late, after the 
enrollment. Ilia would then be irredeemably a soldier, 
and the devil^s money would remain in his, Doutloff^s pos- 
session. 

I will not relate in detail all that happened to Doutloff. 
I will merely say that everything went wonderfully well 
with him. At the house of the agent, to whom he had 
been directed by Egor Mikhailovitch, he found a substitute 
ready at hand. This fellow had already incurred there a 
debt of twenty-three roubles, and had been certified as fit 
for the service by the Council of Revision. 

The agent wanted four hundred roubles for the substi- 
tute. There was already another would-be purchaser, a 
townsman of small means, who had been bargaining for 
him during the last three weeks, but who would only give 
three hundred. 

Doutloff settled the matter in a few words: 

‘‘Will you take five-and-twenty roubles more than the 
three hundred * youWe had offered to you?^^ he asked, 
stretching out his hand, but manifestly willing to give still 
more. 

The agent drew back Ms hand, and persisted in his de- 
mand for four hundred roubles. 

“ What! you wonT make a bargain, then, for the extra 
twenty-five?^^ exclaimed Doutloff, seizing the agent^s right 
hand in own left hand, and making a gesture as though 
he wanted to clinch the bargain with his right. “You 
wonT, then; God help you! he added, suddenly striking 


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POLIKOUCHKA. 


the agent’s hand, and whirling himself round. Let it be 
so, then. I’ll buy him for three hundred and fifty. Make 
out the receipt, and bring the young man along with you. 
I’ll give you an installment now. Are two reds^ suffi- 
cient?” So saying,* Doutlofi unfastened his belt and took 
out the money. Although the agent did not withdraw his 
hand, he still seemed quite undecided; and, without taking 
the proffered installment, he asked for a further sum for 
the substitute to spend in refreshments. 

Be just and fair,” rejoined Doutloff, giving him the 
sum demanded. “We have all got to die some day,” he 
added in such a gentle, apostolic, and yet decisive tone, 
that the agent immediately settled the bargain. 

“ Very well; it shall he as you wish,” he said. 

Then they came to a formal agreement. 

They woke up the substitute, who had been sleeping 
himself sober smce the previous evening, and they all pro- 
ceeded together to the place of enrollment. The substitute 
was very gay and lively. He asked for some rum, and 
Doutloff gave him money to pay for some; and it was only 
upon entering the lobby of th# Enrollment Office that he 
began to show any nervousness or alarm. 

In this office, the old agent, who wore a blue oaftan, and 
the substitute, who was attired in a short touloup, waited 
for a long time. They talked together in low tones; asked 
for something or some one, took off their hats and bowed, 
I don’t know why, to all the clerks, and then listened with 
absorbed attention to a reply which was brought to them 
by a clerk with whom the agent was acquainted. 

They had already lost all hope of bringing the matter to . 
a conclusion that day, and the substitute had quite recovered 
his gayety and assurance, when Doutloff suddenly perceived 
Egor Mikhailovitch. He immediately caught hold of him, 
and besought him to give him some assistance. 


* A. red note is worth 10 roubles. 


POLIKOUCHKA. 


85 


Egor Mikhailovitch did this so effectively that at about 
three o^clock in the afternoon the substitute was, to his 
own great dissatisfaction, taken into the enrolhng-room 
and submitted to examination. There> in the midst of the 
hilarity which seemed to possess every one, he was stripped, 
shaved, dressed again, and dismissed. Five minutes later, 
Doutloff counted out the sum of money agreed upon, re- 
ceived his receipt, and then, after saying good-bye to the 
agent and the substitute, bent his steps toward ,the trades- 
man's house where the recruits from Pokrovski had put up. 

Hia was sitting with his young wife in a corner of the 
kitchen. When they saw the old man come in they ceased 
talking, and gave him a look which was at once expressive 
both of submission and hostility. The old man, according 
to his unvarying habit, made an ejaculatory prayer, and 
then taking a paper from his breast he called to Ignat, his 
son, as well as to Iliads mother, who was in the yard. 

Be a good lad, Ilia,^'’ he said, going up to his nephew. 
“ Yesterday evening you cast a reproach at me. Do you 
really think that I had no pity for you? I have never for- 
gotten that my brother intrusted you to me. You know 
very well that I would have bought you off if I had had the 
money. God, however, has now sent me some good fort- 
une, and I have not hesitated for a moment. Look at this 
paper!” And a^he spoke he laid upon the table the form 
of discharge, the creases of which he tried to smooth with 
his stiff fingers. 

All the moujiks from Pokrovski, the tradesman's serv- 
ants, and even the strangers who were there, rushed from 
the yard into the kitchen. They all guessed what had hap- 
pened, but no one interrupted the old man as he solemnly 
pronounced these words: 

Look at this paper! I have paid four hundred roubles 
for it. See that you cast no more reproaches at your 
uncle. 

Iha rose from his seat, but kept silent, not knowing 


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what to say. His lips trembled with emotion. Then his 
old mother went up to Doutloff, and, bursting into tears, 
was about to throw herself on his neck; but the old man 
motioned her away, and continued his address. 

You cast a reproach at me yesterday, Ilia,^^ he repeat- 
ed; ‘‘ and you pierced my heart with that reproach as with 
a knife. Your father intrusted you to me, and I have 
always looked upon you as one of my own sons. If I have 
wronged you in any way, it is only because we are all liable 
to err. Do I not speak the truth, oh, my brothers of the 
orthodox faith he asked, turned to the moujiks who 
were clustering round. “ I also call your own mother, who 
is here, as a witness, and your young wife. Here is your 
discharge. May God hold uS guiltless of this money! And 
do you, in Christas name, forgive me!'^ 

Then drawing one of the skirts of his caftan across his 
breast the old man let himself drop slowly on to his knees, 
and bowed to the ground before Ilia and his young wife. 
It was in vain that the young people tried to prevent him 
doing so, and it was only after he had touched the floor 
with his forehead that he rose up and dusted himself, and 
then sat down on the bench. 

Ilia’s mother and his young wife wept with joy. The 
crowd expressed their approval. “ This is only as it should 
be,” said one moujik. “ It is God’s doing, and it is well 
done!” opined another. “After all, what is money?” 
asked a third; “ you can’t buy a man, a worker!” “ How 
happy they must be!” was remarked on all sides; and the 
expression “ He is- a just man!” was upon everybody’s 
lips. Only the moujiks who had been taken as recruits 
said nothing, and they silently went out of the room. 

Two hours later Doutlofl’s two cars drove out of the 
town. 

In the first one, which was drawn by the scranny, hollow- 
bellied mare, sat the old man and Ignat. Behind them a 


POLIKOUCHKA. 


87 


number of parcels were jolting about;, with a little sauce- 
pan and some loaves and cakes. 

In the second car, which no one was driving — the horse 
going as he listed — Iliads mother and wife were to be seen. 
They were brimming over with happiness, and carried their 
heads buoyantly. They wore handkerchiefs knotted over 
their hair, and the younger woman was hiding a bottle of 
vodka in her clothes. Hia, with a red face, was sitting on 
the front of the car, with his back turned to the horse, 
talking and eating cake at the same time. 

The sound of their voices, the rolling of the cars over 
the stones, and the puffing of the horses, mingled together 
in a happy chorus. The animals lashed the air with their 
tails, and, conscious that they were homeward bound, raced 
along merrily. Passing travelers on foot, on horseback, 
and in vehicles, involuntarily turned round to gaze at this 
happy party. 

J ust as they emerged from the town, the Doutloff s came 
across the recruits, who were standing in a circle in front 
of an inn. One of the conscripts, with his cap pushed 
back, looking quite strange with his clean-shaven face, was 
gayly thrumming a balalaika; while another, without a 
cap, was dancing in the middle of the circle, holding a bot- 
tle of vodka aloft in his hand. 

Ignat stopped his horse and got down to put the traces 
right, and then the whole party clapped their hands and 
broke out into expressions of pleasure, as they gazed at the 
man who was dancing. The conscript looked as though he 
were unconscious of any one^s presence, but his nimbleness 
and ardor seemed to increase as spectators continued to 
throng around him in larger numbers. 

He danced wonderfully well. His brows were knit; his 
florid face remained quite impassive, and his mouth was 
flxed in a smile, which for some time past had lost all ex- 
pression. It seemed as though his whole mind were con- 
centrated upon the one purpose of moving his feet, one 


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after the other, as quickly as possible, supporting himself 
now on his toes, now on his heels. 

Every now and then he suddenly stopped and winked at 
the performer on the balalaika, who, at this signal, rapidly 
pulled all the strings at once, and also struck the woodwork 
with the hack of his hand. For a moment the conscript 
remained perfectly motionless, though still maintaining a 
dancfhg attitude; then he again began to move slowly, 
swaying his shoulders about; and next he* suddenly sprung 
up from the ground, and then descended again on bent 
legs, in which posture he continued to dance excitedly.* 

The children shouted with glee, the women wagged their 
heads, and the men smiled approval. There was an old 
non-commissioned officer standing by, who by his expres- 
sion seemed to say: 

‘‘Ah! that astonishes you, does it? But I\e seen it all 
long ago!^^ 

The performer on the balalaika at last appeared tired; 
he glanced carelessly round him, played a false chord, 
struck the wood of his instrument suddenly with the back 
of his hand, and then the dance ended. 

“ Look, Aliokhal^^f said the instrumentalist to the 
dancer, pointing to Doutloff, “ there ^s your godfather!'’^ 

“Ah, yes, indeed cried Ahokha, who was the substi- 
tute purchased by Doutloff. 

Then, reeling on his weary feet and raising his bottle of 
vodka over his head, he made his way toward Doutloff ^s car. 

“ Michka, bring a glass he cried. “ Ah, my patron, 
my dear friend, what a pleasure this is!^^ he added, thrust- 
ing his tipsy head into the car. 

He now invited the moujiks and women to come and ' 
drink with him. The moujiks accepted the invitation, but 
the women declined it. 

«• 

* This is the Cossack dance, a popular one in Russia, 
f A diminutive of Alexei. 


POLTKOXJCHKA. 


My friend exclaimed Aliokha, grasping the old man 
by the arm, “ what can I give you for a present 

There happened to be a female hawker with her basket 
in the crowd, and as soon as Aliokha caught sight of her, 
he seized the whole of her wares and threw them into the 
car. 

‘"DonT be alarmed! I will p-p-pay,^^ he said, in a 
maudlin voice, to the woman. 

Then he took a paper filled with money from his pocket 
and threw it to the instrumentalist. With his elbows rest- 
ing on Ignat^s car, he gazed at the Doutlofis with moist 
eyes. 

Which is the mother he asked at last. “You are, 
arenT you? ITl give you something tooP'’ 

He seemed to refiect for a moment, and then fumbled in 
his pockets and drew out a new handkerchief, ^rhich was 
neatly folded up. Then he unfastened a cloth which he 
had used as a girdle, taking it from beneath his cloak, and 
quickly snatched a red handkerchief from his neck. 
Finally, making a bundle of them all, he threw them on to 
the old woman^s knees. 

“ There,, take that! I make you a present of them,^'’ he 
said, in a voice that was becoming more and more indis- 
tinct. 

Well, I’m sure there was no need of it, but I thank 
you, my son, all the same. What a simple-hearted fellow 
he is!” exclaimed the old woman to Doutlofi, who now 
came up to Ignat’s car. 

Aliokha had become silent; he seemed dazed and drowsy, 
and his head drooped lower and lower over his breast. 

“It is for your sake that I am going away, ” he said 
presently; “it is for your sake that I am ruining myself, 
and that is why I make you this gift. ” 

“Perhaps he has a mother, too,” said some one in the 
crowd. “ What a foolish fellow he is, more’s the. pity!” 

Aliokha raised his head. 


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Yes, I have a mother/^ he said, ‘^and a father, too. 
But they won^t have anything more to do with me. Listen 
to me, old lady!^^ he continued, seizing Iliads mother by 
the hand. I have made you a present; hsten to me, I 
beg of you for Christas sake! Go to the village of Vodnoie 
and ask for Nikon^s wife. It is she who is my mother. 
Are you listening? Say to this old woman, to Nikon^s old 
wife — she lives at the third isba from the corner, near the 
new well — say to her that Aliokha, her son — ^in consequence 
— in consequence — Oh! strike up again, fmusician!^^ he 
suddenly shouted out, breaking oS from what he was say- 
ing. 

Then he began to dance again, murmuring something to 
himself, and throwing the bottle with the remaining vodka 
on to the ground. 

Ignat climbed into his car again, and prepared to start. 

“ Good-bye, and may God protect you!^^ said the old 
woman, wrapping her shouba round her. 

Aliokha suddenly stopped dancing. 

‘‘Go to the devil, the whole lot of you!^^ he yelled, 
threatening them with his fist; “ and may your mothers 
go with you!^^ 

“ Oh, God protect us!^^ murmured Ilia’s mother, cross- 
ing herself. 

Ignat touched the mare with his whip, and the cars 
began to roll along again. Alexei, the conscript, took his 
stand in the middle of the road, and, with clinched fists 
and an expression of anger on his countenance, abused the 
moujiks with all the strength of his lungs. 

“ What are you dawdling here for? Be off with you, 
you cannibals!” he cried; “you sha’n’t escape me. I 
swear by all the devils — ” 

However, his voice failed him, and he suddenly fell 
headlong to the ground, just as though he had been cut 
down. 

The Doutloffs were soon out in the open country. They 




POLIKOUCHKA. 


91 


turned round and looked behind them; the recruits had 
disappeared. After driving some five versts or so, Ignat 
alighted from his father ^s car, where the old man had just 
dropped off to sleep, and walked along by the side of Ilia’s. 
Between them they emptied a flask of vodka, which they 
had bought in the town. Presently Ilia began to sing, and 
the women joined him. Ignat hummed the tune of the 
song. 

A pretty troika dashed rapidly toward them from the 
opposite direction. The driver, in an off-hand manner, 
shouted to them to take care; and the postilion, when he 
got level with the two cars and their happy passengers, 
turned round, and with a wink and a gesture called his 
comrade’s attention to the ruddy faces of the moujiks and 
the women, who continued their singing as they gayly jolt- 
ed along. 


THE END. 


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Works by the antbor or Addie’s 
Husband.” 

388 Add ie’s Husband; or, Through 


Clouds to Sunshine 10 

504 My Poor Wife 10 

1046 Jessie 20 


Dower.” 

246 A Fatal Dower 20 

872 Phyllis’ Probation 10 

461 His Wedded Wife 20 

829 The Actor’s Ward 20 

Works by the author of “ A Great 
Mistake.” 

244 A Great Mistake 20 

588 Cherry 10 


1040 Clarissa’s Ordeal. 1st half... 20 
1040 Clarissa’s Ordeal. 2d half 20 

Works by the author of ‘‘A 
Woiiiaii’s Love-Story.” 


822 A Woman’s Love-Story 10 

677 Gr.iselda 20 

Mrs. Alexander’s Works. 

5 The Admiral’s Ward 20 

17 The Wooing O't 20 

62 The Executor 20 

189 Valerie’s Fate 10 

e'iO Maid, Wife, or Widow? 10 

2^16 Which Shall it Be? 20 

889 Mrs. Vereker’s Courier Maid.. 10 
490 A Second Life 20 


664 At Bay 10 

794 Beaton’s Bargain 20 

797 Look Before You Leap 20 

805 The Freres. 1st half 20 

805 The Freres. 2d half 20 

^6 Her Dearest Foe. 1st half.... 20 

806 Her Dearest Foe. 2d half.... 20 

814 The Heritage of Langdale .... 20 

815 Ralph Wilton’s Weird 10 

900 By Woman’s Wit 20 

997 Forging the Fetters, and The 

Australian Aunt 20 

1054 Mona’s Choice. 20 

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Alison’s Works. 

,194 “ So Near, and Yet So Far I”. . . 10 

278 For Life and Love 10 

481 The House That Jack Built. ... 10 

F. Anstey’s Works, 

59 Vice VersS. 20 

22.5 The Giant’s Robe 20 

503 The Tinted Venus. A Farcical 

Romance 10 

819 A Fallen Idol 20 

R. M. Ballantyne’s Works. 

89 The Red Eric 10 

95 The Fire Brigade 10 

96 Erling the Bold 10 

772 Gascoyne, the Sandal-Wood 

Trader 20 

S. Baring-Gould’s Works. 

787 Court Royal 20 

878 Little Tu’penny 10 


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Basil’s Works, 

344 “ The Wearing of tlie Green 20 

547 A Coquette’s Conquest 20 

585 A Drawn Game 20 

Anne Beale’s Works, 

188 Idonea 20 

199 The Fisher Village 10 

Walter Besant’s Works, 

97 All in a Garden Fair 20 

137 Uncle Jack 10 

140 A Glorious Fortune 10 

146 Love Finds the Way,and Other 
Stories. By Besant and Rice 10 

230 Dorothy Forster 20 

3^ In Luck at Last 10 

541 Uncle Jack 10 

651 “ Self or Bearer ” 10 

882 Children of Gibeon 20 

904 The Holy Rose 10 

906 The World Went Very Well 

Then 20 

980 To Call Her Mine 20 

1055 Katharine Regina 20 

M. Betham-Ed wards’s Works. 

273 Love and Mirage; or, The Wait- 
ing on an Island 10 

579 The Flow^er of Doom, and Other 

Stories 10 

594 Doctor Jacob 20 

1023 Next of Kin— Wanted 20 


William Black’s Works, 

1 Yolande 20 

18 Shandon Bells 20 

21 Sunrise : A Story of These 

Times 20 

23 A Princess of Thule 20 

39 In Silk Attire 20 

44 Macleod of Dare 20 

49 That Beautiful Wretch 20 

60 The Strange Adventures of a 

Phaeton 20 

70 White Wings: A Yachting Ro- 
mance 10 

78 Madcap Violet 20 

81 A Daughter of Heth 20 

124 Three Feathers 20 

125 The Monarch of Mincing Lane. 20 

126 Kilmeny 20 

138 Green Pastures and Piccadilly. 20 
265 Judith Shakespeare: Her Love 

Affairs and Other Adventures 20 
472 The M^ise Women of Inverness. 10 

627 White Heather 20 

898 Romeo and Juliet: A Tale of 

Two Young Fools 20 

962 Sabina Zembia. First half ... . 20 
962 Sabina Zembra. Second half. . 20 

B. D. Blackmore’s Works. 

87 Lorna Doone. 1st half 20 

67 Lorna Doone. 2d half 20 


427 The Remarkable History of Sir 
Thomas Upmore, Bart., M. P. 20 


615 Mary Anerley 20 

625 Erema; or. My Father’s Sin... 20 

629 Cripps, the Carrier 20 

630 Cradock Nowell. First half... 20 

630 Cradock Nowell. Second half. 20 

631 Christowell. A Dartmoor Tale 20 

632 ( lara Vaughan 20 

6-^3 Tlie Maid of Sker. First half. . 20 

633 The Maid of Sker. Second half 20 

636 Alice Lorraine. First half 20 

6.36 Alice Lorraine. Second half.. 20 

926 Springhaven. First half 20 

926 Springhaven. Second half — 20 

Miss M. E. Brad<Ioii’s Woiks. 

35 LadyAudley’s Secret....- 20 

56 Phantom Fortune 20 

74 Aurora Floyd 20 

110 Under the Red Flag 10 

153 The Golden Calf 20 

204 Vixen. 20 

211 The Octoroon 10 

2:14 Barbara ; or. Splendid Misery. . 20 

263 An Ishmaelite 20 

315 The Mistletoe Bough. Christ- 
mas, 1884. Edited by Miss M. 

E. Braddon 20 

434 Wyllard’s Weird 20 

478 Diavola; or, Nobody’s Daugh- 
ter. Part 1 20 

478 Diavola; or. Nobody’s Daugh- 
ter. Part II 20 

480 Married in Haste. Edited by 
Miss M. E. Braddon 20 

487 Put to the Test. Edited by Miss 

M. E. Braddon 20 

488 .Joshua Haggard’s Daughter.. . . 20 

489 Rupert Godwin 20 

495 Mount Royal 20 

496 Only a Woman, Edited by Miss 

M. E. Braddon 20 

497 The Lady’s Mile ^ 

498 Only a Clod ^ 

499 The Cloven Foot 20 

511 A Strange World ^ 

515 Sir Jasper’s Tenant ... 20 

524 Strangers and Pilgrims ^ 

529 The Doctor’s Wife 20 

542 Fenton’s Quest 20 

.544 Cut by the County; or, Grace 


548 The Fatal Marriage, and The 

Shadow in the Corner 10 

549 Dudley Carleon ; or,,The Broth- 

er’s Secret, and George Caul- 
field’s Journey 10 

5.52 Hostages to Fortune 20 

553 Birds of Prey 20 

554 Charlotte’s Inheritance, (Se- 

quel to “ Birds of Prey ”).... 20 

557 To the Bitter End 20 

559 Taken at the Flood 20 

500 Asphodel 20 

561 Just as I am ; or, A Living Lie 20 

567 Dead Men’s Shoes ^ 

570 John Marchmont's Legacy 20 

618 The Mistletoe Bough. Christ- 
mas, 1885. Edited by Miss M. 

£. Braddon 20 


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840 One Thing: Needful; or, The 

Penalty of Fate 20 

881 Mohawks. First half 20 

881 Mohawks. Second half 20 

890 The Mistletoe Bough. Christ- 
mas, 1886. Edited by Miss M. 

E. Braddon 20 

943 Weavers and Weft; or, “ Love 

that Hath Us in His Net ” 20 

947 Publicans and Sinners; or, 
Lucius Da voren. First half., 20 
947 Publicans and Sinnei’s; or, 
Lucius Davoren. Second half 20 
1036 Like and Unlike 20 

Works by Cbarlotte M. Braeme* 
Author of “ JDora Thorne.” 

19 Her Mother’s Sin 10 

51 Dora Thorne 20 

64 A Broken Wedding-Ring 20 

68 A Queen Amongst Women 10 

69 Madolin’s Lover 20 

73 Redeemed by Love; or. Love’s 

Victory 20 

76 Wife in Name Only; or, A 

Broken Heart 20 

79 Wedded and Parted 10 

92 Lord Lynne’s Choice 10 

148 Thorns and Orange-Blossoms.. 10 

190 Romance of a Black Veil 10 

220 Which Loved Him Best? 10 

237 Repented at Leisure. (Large 

type edition) 20 

967 Repented at Leisure 10 

249 “ Prince Charlie’s Daughter ” . . 10 

250 Sunshine and Roses; or, Di- 

ana’s Discipline 10 

254 The Wife’s Secret, and Fair 

but False 10 

283 The Sin of a Lifetime; or, Viv- 
ien’s Atonement 10 

287 At War W’ith Herself 10 

923 At War With Herself. (Large 

type edition) 20 

288 From Gloom to Sunlight; or. 

From Out the Gloom 10 

955 From Gloom r.o Sunlight; or. 
From Out the Gloom. (Large 

type edition) 20 

291 Love’s Warfare 10 

^2 A Golden Heart 10 

^3 The Shadow of a Sin 10 

^8 The Shadow of a Sin. (Large 

type edition) .• 20 

294 Hilda; or, Tiie False Vow 10 

928 Hilda; or. The False Vow. 

(Large type edition) 20 

295 A Woman’s War 10 

952 A Woman’s War. (Large type 

edition) 20 

296 A Rose in Thorns 10 

297 Hilary’s Folly ; cr. Her Marriage 

Vow 10 

958 Hilary’s Folly; or. Her Mar- 
riage Vow. (Large type edi- 
tion) 20 


299 The Fatal Lilies, and A Bride 

from the Sea 10 

300 A Gilded Sin, and A Bridge of 

Love 10 

303 Ingledew House, and More Bit- 

ter than Death 10 

304 In Cupid’s Net 10 

305 A Dead Heart, and Lady (Gwen- 

doline’s Dream 10 

306 A Golden Dawn, and Love for 

a Day 10 

307 Two Kisses, and Like no Other 

Love 10 

308 Beyond Pardon 20 

322 A Woman’s Love-Story 10 

323 A Willful Maid 20 

411 A Bitter Atonement ^ 

433 My Sister Kate 10 

459 A Woman’s Temptation. (Large 

type edition) 20 

951 A Woman’s Temptation 10 

460 Under a Shadow 20 

465 The Earl’s Atonement 20 

466 Between Two Loves ^ 

467 A Struggle for a Ring ^ 

469 Lady Darner’s Secret; or, A 

Guiding Star 20 

470 Evelyn’s Folly ^ 

471 Thrown on the World ^ 

476 Between Two Sins; or. Married 

in Haste 10 

516 Put Asunder; or. Lady Castle- 

maine’s Divorce 20 

576 Her Martyrdom . ^ 

626 A Fair Mystery 20 

741 The Heiress of Hilidrop; or. 
The Romance of a Young 

Girl 20 

745 For Another’s Sin ; or, A Strug- 
gle for Love 20 

792 Set in Diamonds 20 

821 The World Between Them 20 

853 A True Matrdalen 20 

854 A Woman’s Error 20 

922 Marjorie 20 

924 ’Twixt Smile and Tear ^ 

927 Sweet Cymheline 20 

929 The Belle of Lynn; or. The 

Miller’s Daughter 20 

931 Lady Diana’s Pride 20 

949 Claribel’s Love Story; or,Love’s 

Hidden Depths 20 

958 A Haunted Life ; or. Her Terri- 
ble Sin 20 

969 The Mystery of Colde Fell; or. 

Not Proven 20 

973 The Squire’s Darling 20 

975 A Dark Marriage Morn 20 

978 Her Second Love 20 

982 The Dfike’s Secret 20 

985 On Her Weddine: Morn, and 
The Mystery of the Holly-Tree 20 
988 The Shattered Idol, and Letty 

Leigh 20 

990 The Earl’s Error, and Arnold’s 

Promise 20 

995 An Unnatural Bondage, and 

That Beautiful I.ady 20 

1006 His Wife’s Judgment 20 


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1008 A Thorn in Her Heart 20 

1010 Golden Gates 20 

1012 A Nameless Sin 20 

1014 A Mad Love 20 

1031 Irene’s Vow 20 

1052 Signa’s Sweetheart 20 

Charlotte Bronte’s Works* 

15 Jane Eyre 20 

57 Shirley ..20 

944 The Professor 20 

Rhoda Broughton’s Works. 

86 Belinda 20 

101 Second Thoughts 20 

227 Nancy 20 

645 Mrs. Smith of Longnmins 10 

758 “ Good-bye, Sweetheart 1” 20 

765 Not Wisely, But Too Well 20 

767 Joan 20 

768 Red as a Rose is She 20 

769 Cometh Up as a Flower 20 

862 Betty’s Visions 10 

894 Doctor Cupid 20 

Mary E. Bryan’s Works. 

731 The Bayou Bride 20 

857 Kildee; or, The Sphinx of the 

Red House. 1st half 20 

857 Kildee; or. The Sphinx of the 
Red House. 2d half 20 

Robert Buchanan’s Works. 

145 “ Storm-Beaten God and The 

Man 20 

154 Annan Water 20 

181 The New Abelard 10 

398 Matt: A Tale of a Caravan 10 

W6 The Master of the Mine 20 

892 That Winter Night; or, Love’s 
Victory 10 

Captain Fred Burnaby’s Works. 

375 A Ride to Khiva 20 

384 On Horseback Through Asia 

Minor 20 

E. Fairfax Byrrne’s Works. 

621 Entangled 20 

638 A Fair Country Maid 20 

Hall Caine’s Works. 

445 The Shadow of a Crime 20 

620 She’s All the World to Me 10 

Ml’S. H. liovett Cameron’s Works, 

695 A North Oountiy Maid 20 

796 In a Grass Country 20 

891 Vera Nevill; or. Poor Wisdom’s 

Chance 20 

912 Pure Gold. 1st half 20 

912 Pure Gold. 2d half 20 

963 Worth Winning 20 

1025 Daisy’s Dilemma 20 


Rosa Nouchette Carey’s Works. 


215 Not Like Other Girls 20 

396 Robert Ord’s Atonement 20 

551 Barbara Heathcote’s Trial. 1st 

half 20 

551 Barbara Heathcote’s Trial. 2d 

half 20 

608 For Lilias. 1st half 20 

608 For Lilias. 2d half 20 

930 Uncle Max. Jst half, 20 

930 Uncle Max. 2d half 20 

932 Queenie’s Whim. 1st half 20 

932 Queenie’s Whim. 2d half 20 

934 Wooed and Married. 1st half. 20 
934 Wooed and Married. 2d half. 20 
936 Nellie’s Memories. 1st half. . . 20 
936 Nellie’s Memories. 2d half... 20 

961 Wee Wide 20 

1033 Esther: A Story for Girls 20 

Eewis Carroll’s Works. 

462 Alice’s Adventures in Wonder- 
land. Illustrated by John 

Tenniel 20 

789 Through the Looking-Glass, 
and What Alice Found There. 


Illustrated by John Tenniel. . 20 


Wilkie Collins’s Works. 

62 The New Magdalen 10 

102 The Moonstone..., 20 

167 Heart and Science 20 

168 No Thoroughfare. By Dickens 

and Collins 10 

175 Love’s Random Shot, and 

Other Stories 10 

233 “ I Say No ;” or. The Love-Let- 
ter Answered 20 

508 The Girl at the Gate 10 

591 The Queen of Hearts 20 

613 The Ghost’s Touch, and Percy 

and the Prophet 10 

623 My Lady’s Money 10 

701 The Woman in White. 1st half 20 

701 The Woman in White. 2d half 20 

702 Man and W'^ife. 1st half. 20 

702 Man and Wife. 2d half 20 

764 The Evil Genius. 20 

896 The Guilty River 20 

946 The Dead Secret.. 20 

977 The Haunted Hotel 20 

1029 Armadale. 1st half 20 

1029 Armadale. 2d half 20 


Mabel Collins’s Works. 

749 Lord Vanecourt’s Daughter 20 

828 The Prettiest Woman in Warsaw 20 


Hugh Conway’s Works. 


240 Called Back 10 

251 The Daughter of the Stars, and 

Other Tales 10 

301 Dark Days 10 

302 The Blatchford Bequest 10 

502 Carriston’s Gift 10 

525 Paul Vargas, and Other Stories 10 


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543 A Family Affair 20 

601 Slings and Arrows, and Other 

Stories 10 

711 A Cardinal Sin 20 

804 Living or Dead 20 

830 Bound by a Spell 20 


J. Fenimore Cooper’s Works* 

60 The Last of the Mohicans 20 

63 The Spy 20 

309 The Pathfinder 20 

310 The Prairie 20 

318 The Pioneers ; or, The Sources 

of the Susquehanna 20 

349 The Two Admirals ^ 

359 The Water-Witch 20 

361 The Red Rover ^ 

373 Wing and Wing 20 

378 Homeward ■ Bound; or, The 

Chase 20 

379 Home as Found, (Sequel to 

“ Homeward Bound”) 20 

380 Wyandotte; or, The Hutted 

Knoll 20 

385 The Headsman; or, The Ab- 

baye des Vignerons 20 

394 The Bravo 20 

397 Lionel Lincoln; or, The Leag- 
uer of Boston 20 

400 The Wept of Wish-Ton-Wish. . . 20 

413 Afloat and Ashore 20 

414 Miles Wallingford. (Sequel to 

“Afloat and Ashore”) 20 

415 The Ways of the Hour 20 

416 Jack*'rier ; or, The Florida Reef 20 

419 TheChainbearer; or,The Little- 

pae:e Manuscripts 20 

420 Satanstoe; or. The Littlepage 

Manuscripts 20 

421 The Redskins; or, Indian and 

Injin. Being the conclusion 
of the Littlepage Manuscripts 20 

422 Precaution 20 

423 The Sea Lions; or. The Lost 

Sealers 20 

424 Mercedes of Castile; or. The 

Voyafje to Cathay 20 

425 The Oak-Openings; or. The Bee- 

Hunter 20 

431 The Monikins 20 

Georgiana M. Craik’s Works. 

450 Godfrey Helstone 20 

606 Mrs. Hollyer 20 

B. M. Ci’oker’s Works* 

207 Pretty Miss Neville 20 

260 Proper Pride 10 

412 Some One Else 20 

May Crrfhiraelin’s Works. 

452 In the West Countrie 20 

619 Joy; or, The Light* of Cold- 

Home Ford 20 

647 Goblin Gold ... 10 


Alphonse Daudet’s Works. 

534 Jack 20 

574 The Nabob; A Story of Parisian 
Life and Manners 20 

Charles Dickens’s Works. 

10 The Old Curiosity Shop 20 

22 David Copperfleld. Vol. 1 20 

22 David Copperfleld. Vol. II.... 20 

24 Pickwick Papers. Vol. 1 20 

24 Pickwick Papers. Vol. II 20 

37 Nicholas Nickleby. First half. 20 
37 Nicholas Nickleby. Second half 20 

41 Oliver Twist 20 

77 A Tale of Two Cities.. 20 

84 Hard Times 10 

91 Barnaby Rudge. 1st half 20 

91 Barnaby Rudge. 2d half 20 

94 Little Dorrit. First half 20 

94 Little Dorrit. Second half 20 

106 Bleak House, First half ^ 

106 Bleak House. Second half.... 20 

107 Dombey and Son. 1st half 20 

107 Dombey and Son. 2d half 20 

108 The Cricket on the Hearth, and 

Doctor Marigold 10 

131 Our Mutual Friend. (Isthalf). 20 

131 Our Mutual Friend, (2d half).. 20 

132 Master Humphrey’s Clock 10 

152 The Uncommercial Traveler. .. 20 

168 No Thoroughfare. By Dickens 

and Collins 10 

169 The Haunted Man 10 

437 Life and Adventures of Martin 

Chuzzlewit. First half 20 

437 Life and Adventures of Martin 
Chuzzlewit. Second half 20 

439 Great Expectations 20 

440 Mrs. Lirriper’s Lodgings 10 

447 American Notes 20 

448 Pictures From Italy, and The 

Mudfog Papers, &c 20 

454 The Mystery of Edwin Drood.. 20 
456 Sketches by Boz. Illustrative 
of Every-day Life and Every- 
day People 20 

676 A Child’s History of England. . 20 

Sarah Doudney’s Works. 

338 The Family Difficulty 10 

679 Where Two Ways Meet 10 

F. Du Boisgohey’s Works* 

82 Sealed Lips 20 

104 The Coral Pin. 1st half 20 

104 The Coral Pin. 2d half 20 

264 Pi6douche, a French Detective, 10 
328 Babiole, the Pretty Milliner. 

First half 20 

328 Babiole, the Pretty Milliner. 

Second half 20 

<153 The Lottery Ticket 20 

475 The Prima Donna’s Husband. . 20 

522 Zig-Zag, the Clown; or, The 

Steel Gauntlets 20 

523 The Consequences of a Duel. A 

Parisian Romance 20 

648 The Angel of the Bells 20 


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F. Du Boisgobey’s Works 

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697 The Pretty Jailer. 1st half — 

697 The Pretty Jailer. 2d half 

699 The Sculptor’s Daughter. 1st 

half 

699 The Sculptor’s Daughter. 2d 

half... 

782 The Closed Door. 1st half 

782 The Closed Door. 2d half 

851 The Cry of Blood. 1st half 

851 The Cry of Blood. 2d half 

918 The Red Band. 1st half 

918 The Red Band. 2d half 

942 Cash on Delivery 

“The Duchciss’s” Works. 

2 Molly Bawn 

6 Portia 

14 Airy Fairy Lilian 

16 Phyllis 

25 Mrs. Geoffrey. (Large type 

edition) 

950 Ml’S. Geoffrey 

29 Beauty’s Daughters 

30 Faith and Unfaith 

118 Loys, Lord Berresford, and 

Eric Dering 

119 Monica, and A Rose Distill’d. . . 

123 Sweet is True Love 

129 Rossmoyne 

134 The Witching Hour, and Other 

Stories 

136 “That Last Rehearsal,” and 

Other Stories 

166 Moonshine and Marguerites.... 
171 Fortune’s Wheel, and Other 

Stories 

284 Doris 

812 A Week’s Amusement; or, A 

Week in Killarney 

842 The Baby, and One New Year’s 

Eve 

390 Mildred Trevanion 

404 In Durance Vile, and Other 

Stories 

486 Dick’s Sweetheart 

494 A Maiden All Forlorn, and Bar- 
bara 

517 A Passive Crime, and Other 

Stories 

541 “As It Fell Upon a Day.”.... 

733 Lady Branksmere 

771 A Mental Struggle A 

785 The Haunted Chamber 

862 Ugly Barrington 

875 Lady Valworth’s Diamonds. . . 
1009 In an Evil Hour, and Other 

Stories 

1016 A Modern Circe 

1035 The Duchess 

Alexander Dumas’s Woi’ks* 

65 Th« Three Ghiardsmen 

75 Twenty Years After 

869 The Bride of Monte-Cristo. A 
Sequel to “ The Count of 
Monte-Cristo ”... 


262 The Count of Monte-Cristo. 

Part 1 30 

262 The Count of Monte-Cristo. 

Part II 3« 

717 Beau Tancrede; or, The Mar- 
riage Verdict 20 

George Ebers’s Works. 

474 Serapis. An Historical Novel 20 

983 Uarda 20 

1056 The Bride of the Nile. 1st half 20 
1056 The Bride of the Nile. 2d half 20 

Maria Edgeworth’s Works. 

708 Ormond 20 

788 The Absentee. An Irish Story. 20 

Mrs. Annie Edwards’s Works. 

644 A Girton Girl 20 

834 A Ballroom Repentance. . . ^ . . . 20 

835 Vivian the Beauty 20 

836 A Point of Honor 20 

837 A Vagabond Heroine 10 

838 Ought We to Visit Her? 20 

839 Leah: A Woman of Fashion... 20 

841 Jet: Her Face or Her Fortune? 10 

842 A Blue-Stocking 10 

843 Archie Lovell 20 

844 Susan Fielding 20 

845 Philip Earnscliffe; or. The Mor- 

als of May Fair 20 

846 Steven Lawrence. First half. 20 

846 Steven Lawrence. Second half 20 
850 A Playwright’s Daughter 10 

George Eliot’s Works. 

3 The Mill on the Floss 20 

31 Middlemarch. 1st half ^ 

31 Middlemarch. 2d half 20 

34 Daniel Deronda. 1st half ^ 

34 Daniel Deronda. 2d half ^ 

36 Adam Bede. 1st half ^ 

36 Adam Bede. 2d half ^ 

42 Romola 20 

693 Felix Holt, the Radical ^ 

707 Silas Marner: The Weaver of 

Ravel oe 10 

728 Janet’s Repentance 10 

762 Impressions of Theophrastus 
Such 10 

B. Ij. Farjeon’s Works. 

179 Little Make-Believe 10 

573 Love’s Harvest 20 

607 Self-Doomed 10 

616 The Sacred Nugget 20 

657 Christmas Angel 10 

907 The Bright Star of Life.... ... 20 
909 The Nine of Hearts ^ 

G. Manville Fenn’s Works*, 

193 The Rosery Folk 10 

558 Poverty Corner 20 

587 The Parson o’ Dumford 20 

609 The Dark House 10 


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66 The Romance of a Poor Young 

Man 10 

886 Led Astray: or, “La Petite 
Comtesse’’ 10 

-Iflrs* Forrester’s Works* 

80 June 20 

280 Omnia Vanitas. A Tale of So- 
ciety 10 

484 Although He Was a Lord, and 

Other Tales 10 

715 I Have Lived and Loved 20 

721 Dolores ^ 

724 My Lord and My Lady ^ 

726 My Hero ^ 

727 Fair Women 20 

729 Mignon ^ 

732 From Olympus to Hades 20 

734 Viva ^ 

736 Roy and Viola 20 

740 Rhona 20 

744 Diana Carew ; or, For a Wom- 
an’s Sake 20 

883 Once Again * 20 

Jessie Fothergill’s Works. 

814 Peril 20 

672 Healey 20 

935 Borderland 20 


Miss Grant’s Works. 

222 The Sun-Maid 26 

555 Cara Roma 20 

Arthur Griffiths’s Works. 

614 No. 99 10 

680 Fast and Loose 20 

H. Rider Haggard’s Works. 
432 The Witch’s Head * 20 

753 King Solomon’s Mines 20 

910 She: A History of Adventure. 20 

941 Jess 20 

959 Dawn 20 

989 Allan Quatermain 20 

1049 A Tale of Three Lions, and On 
Going Back 20 

Thomas Hardy’s Works. 

139 The Romantic Adventures of 

a Milkmaid 10 

530 A Pair of Blue Eyes 20 

690 Far From the Madding Crowd. 20 
791 The Mayor of Casterbridge. ... 20 

945 The Trumpet-Major 20 

957 The Woodlanders 20 

John B. Harwood’s Works. 

143 One False, Both Fair 20 

358 Within the Clasp 20 


R« E. Francillon’s Works. 

135 A Great Heiress : A Fortune 


in Seven Checks 10 

319 Face to Face : A Fact in Seven 

Fables 10 

360 Ropes of Sand 20 

656 The Golden Flood. By R. E. 

Francillon and Wm. Senior.. 10 
911 Golden Bells 20 


Emile Gahoriau’s Works. 

7 FUe No. 113 20 

12 Other People’s Money.... 20 

20 Within an Inch of His Life... 20 
26 Monsieur Lecoq. Voll....... 20 

26 Monsieur Lecoq. Vol. H 20 

33 The Clique of Gold 20 

38 The Widow Lerouge 20 

43 The Mystery of Orcival 20 

144 Promises of Marriage 10 

979 The Count’s Secret. Parti... 20 
979 The Count’s Secret. Part II.. 20 

1002 Marriage at a Venture 20 

1015 A Thousand Francs Reward.. 20 


Charles Gibbon’s Works. 

64 A Maiden Fair 10 

317 By Mead and Stream 20 


James Grant’s Works. 
666 The Royal Highlanders ; or, 
The Black Watch in Egypt.. . 
781 The Secret Dispatch 


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Mai’y Cecil Hay’s Works. 


65 Back to the Old Home 10 

72 Old Myddelton’s Money 20 

196 Hidden Perils 20 

197 For Her Dear Sake 20 

224 The Arundel Motto 20 

^1 The Squire’s Legacy 20 

290 Nora’s Love Test 20 

408 Lester’s Secret 20 

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DIPLOMA. 


Centennial Exnibi- 
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